{"id":28,"date":"2017-01-13T02:38:36","date_gmt":"2017-01-13T02:38:36","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/jasonclement.me\/stories\/?p=28"},"modified":"2022-12-06T00:39:49","modified_gmt":"2022-12-06T06:39:49","slug":"i-walk-through-this-forest","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/jasonclement.me\/stories\/i-walk-through-this-forest\/","title":{"rendered":"I Walk Through This Forest"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I walk through this forest with solemn fascination<br \/>\nOak and ash and maple deluge all senses<br \/>\nRoot and leaf and scurrying things give way before my strides<br \/>\nI perceive this ancient soul and I am home<\/p>\n<p>But I sense another presence<br \/>\nJust beyond the boughs<br \/>\nBeckoning my heed<br \/>\nAnd I strain to see<\/p>\n<p>I walk through this forest and I gaze into the stars<br \/>\nThe boughs break and give way to them<br \/>\nAnd I cannot look away<br \/>\nThey guide my steps and I do not falter<\/p>\n<p>I am mesmerized<br \/>\nI no longer feel home<br \/>\nThe flames of desire ignite beneath my feet<br \/>\nAnd I burst forth<\/p>\n<p>I run through this forest with reckless abandon<br \/>\nYearning to see more of the celestial lights<br \/>\nThey dance above the trees and urge the trees to part<br \/>\nAnd the trees consent so that I may bathe in heavenly glory<\/p>\n<p>And I feel whole<br \/>\nHome is just within reach<br \/>\nBut suddenly they vanish<br \/>\nAnd my legs waver<\/p>\n<p>I stumble through this forest disoriented and weary<br \/>\nI cry out to them, the stars, my new home<br \/>\nMy home I glimpsed but for a moment<br \/>\nTeardrops of desperation cloud my vision<\/p>\n<p>And it begins to rain<br \/>\nThe tears turn to sadness<br \/>\nThey stream down to my lips<br \/>\nAnd I taste them; they are somehow quenching<\/p>\n<p>I sit in this forest and drink of my tears<br \/>\nI take them into the void the stars created within my core<br \/>\nThe void they refused to fill<br \/>\nBut I find that my tears no longer have salt<\/p>\n<p>The trees have departed<br \/>\nThe long grass has taken their place<br \/>\nIt seems I should move<br \/>\nThough I have not the strength to stand<\/p>\n<p>I crawl through this grassland aimlessly adrift<br \/>\nThe rain turns to storm<br \/>\nThe storm turns to tempest<br \/>\nAnd I have no more tears from which to drink<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I walk through this forest with solemn fascination Oak and ash and maple deluge all senses Root and leaf and scurrying things give way before my strides I perceive this ancient soul and I am home But I sense another presence Just beyond the boughs Beckoning my heed And I strain to see I walk [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":true,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"I Walk Through This Forest","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-28","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7UkFD-s","jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/jasonclement.me\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/28","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/jasonclement.me\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/jasonclement.me\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/jasonclement.me\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/jasonclement.me\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=28"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"http:\/\/jasonclement.me\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/28\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":510,"href":"http:\/\/jasonclement.me\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/28\/revisions\/510"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/jasonclement.me\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=28"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/jasonclement.me\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=28"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/jasonclement.me\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=28"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}