On The Edge of the Forest

by Logan Esposito '25

I stand the edge of a forest beautiful and green and full of life I see God in the trees and birds and the night sky

I see the stars above, the stars beyond count and my heart is filled with wonder I feel the calmness in the grass and trees, the gentle breeze across my face

I hear the trickle of the water over rocks nearby I smell the fresh flowers and plants

Behind me is a city made of concrete and asphalt

The people in it are asleep maybe they have always been asleep I know now that I am awake and I won ' t ’ go back to sleep

I will make my own path I will carve my own mountain I will dredge my one river and nothing will hold me back I look into the forest standing on its edge, willing myself to take a step and go in

I take a breath And I Plunge