by Mary E. Lowd
She can lead you
To wondrous places
If you let go
Of your preconceptions
The forest isn’t deep or dark
You have to listen
To more than your heart
To find the light
That glosses over the darkness
Like sunshine reflecting
On a glassy surface
Like a puddle, a thin veneer
Other worlds are right here
—so very near to us
Just a glimpse, a glance
In a different direction
Could completely change
Your perception
And you find—
You’re already there