Come out into the green —
there is life here, in the leaves
and under them,
there is fresh air,
there are myriad surprises

Come where you are free
of all the tyrant screens
that seek to program us,
to sell and drive us

There’s something unsurpassed
in knowing without media,
communing — just you —
with other life forms

If it is left unphotoed, unrecorded,
it will keep on touching you —
the haunting song of your connection
reaching deep — deeper than anything
anyone ever told you.

©Wendy Mulhern
May 31, 2017