Unseen

Today, as I walked, you were with me,

but you weren’t really there,

faces from the past,

old friends,

bonds lessened with time,

with silence.

I wondered what you’d say,

what you’d look like today

in the green, gold light shining through the leaves,

beneath the eaves of the forest.

I like to think I’d recognize you,

but I just couldn’t say.

My thoughts roam free when I walk.

They soar up to the up-most branches,

rooting out roosts where the owls hoot,

nestling in crooks of lightning-darkened bark,

looking down on the path below,

out of body,

out of mind,

close behind

the wandering girl

in her world of green,

unseen.