Walking through

The bramble

Branches and leaves

Brushing me

Their inhabitants

Flying from disruption

Hearing the

Rush of water

In the distance

Follow the sound

Soon a path appeared

Somewhat unnoticeable

You take it

Knowing

Those that

Lives here

Made the

Easiest path

For themselves

And for the land

For they required

Water and food

And the protection

From the canopy

The land gave

Luxury is in the land

Untouchable

So if you desire

To mess up undeveloped land

You will run out of land

Build up

Restore abandoned

For it is only trash

Because you left it

Unmaintained

-Jennie Nawrocki