In The Forest Poem by Barry Middleton

I wake with the first glow of dawn
in my cabin in the forest

the windows open wide in good weather
to let in the sounds and scents

I built this place on a childhood stream
on the ridge above the glen

and there I hear the babble of the creek
and the chatter of a nervous squirrel

I have a lamp so I can read at evening
the owl will lull me off to sleep

in fall and late at night I wait to hear
the ticking of the cooling stove

I know now I have nothing more to fear
for I have surely found my peace