The Forest That Watches

She wandered into the forest,

expecting silence,

but instead feeling unseen company.

Leaves rustled like greetings,

branches leaned closer,

and shadows shifted gently

as if following her steps.

The forest remembered her,

recognizing the rhythm of her stride

from childhood afternoons long lost.

It welcomed her back warmly,

holding the air still

so she could breathe easier.

Here, she wasn't alone

she was returning

to an old friend

who had been waiting all this time.