so he built a fire and fell asleep by the river and became the river
twisting and turning, splashing and flowing
rising over rocks and logs
going along on his way to the ocean
he looked up at the sky and became a cloud
drifting silently changing shapes effortlessly
content to let the wind dictate his direction and pace
or simply hovering above the green and blue earth
no hurry to get anywhere
gazing at a mountain, he became a mountain
standing tall above it all
home for the mountain lion and elk
moose, deer, bighorn sheep, brown bears, black bears, gray wolves
cougars, bobcats, and the always friendly wolverine
he lay under an evergreen and became an evergreen
fragrant, lush, catching the snow in the winter
blue spruce, white fir, eastern hemlock, western hemlock
he didn’t know what he was and it didn’t matter
he had found happiness in nature
when he woke up, he was just a man
like he had been before
he was disappointed for he wanted to become
a river, a cloud, a mountain, an evergreen
a man seemed so...unnatural
