I must evaluate myself
the world within
Hence I derive pleasure
from the state
I am in
Shall I stay here
and conform
to the forest’s silence
I can see
emotions and organs
that the planet’s creatures
share and
captivate each other
If touched
my skin will shed (recede)
and the stranger before me
The choice of communications
will determine my direction
and link my travels
in search of truth
and with the passages of history
As I struggle to speak
often trapped by my expression
I think
To err (foible) is human
For I am like the stranger (fox)
in a melding world
I set myself free.