ENVIRONMENTAL Poem: 1.1km of the Trail, by Nicholas Adams

A man can be himself only so long as he is alone; and if he does not love solitude, he will not love freedom; for it is only when he is alone that he is really free.
— Arthur Schopenhauer, Essays and Aphorisms

Alone along forest trails
through soft spotted grass
with moistened blue moss
and patches of velvet earth;
I am entirely present.
Songbirds glide above waving air
while trees move methodically
alongside my step. Inside this place
all are free, no masks and without concern,
to be truly their own essence.

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