Is

Where words become unnecessary.

Some dreams imprison you. Others set you free.

I dream to live in nature.

Trees speak to me and I to them. I love the feel of their bark and they the soft touch of my hands.

The ocean speaks to me too. Its roars muffled by the wind and sea birds.

Sunsets speak to me. Silently without words.

In the world of nature words are unnecessary, frivolous.

All that needs to be said — is.

A poem by Pemba Umoja