One of them

Dearly Beloved,
Grace and Peace to you.
.
.

In the woods
I walk among living creatures,
unjudged, unjudging,
speaking the word
of their green or breathing being,
invisibly rooted in each other,
fully and calmly attuned
to the whole,
until I become
one of them,
until I know
that I’ve always been
one of them.