this is where they meet

I am my own forest growing silently. I am the stretch of fertile earth where many seek to put down roots, where the water flows refreshing, where the sunlight spirals down to flood the woodland floor in golden. I am content in the silence. The trees have been here for many ages of man as I have. The earth welcomes me to lie down; the sky beckons me with outstretched arms in the warmest greeting. This is where they meet, the mystery and the reality and here is where they become one in me. I will never drown in the water; I am transparent in my own intentions. I shall never leave this place because I shall never move away from myself.