when i close my eyes i see the trees
in places i know, i see the ones that are really there
as if the walls around me melt away behind the curtains of my eyelids
in places i don’t, i see the trees by my childhood home
even the ones that are no longer there
the trees know me as i am
the things i know to be true
and the things i may never realize
here within my own mind
i am the most connected
Calla Bright Inman 