this is where I want to be

From the birds that whistle like an owner to their dog

To my roughened hands gripping a bare log

This is where I want to be.

Swans that honk like angry drivers

Leafs that plummet like world-class skydivers

This is where I want to be.

The salty breeze puts my mind at ease 

From the smell of native plants

To the bugs that scatter, crawl, and dance

This is where I want to be.