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