In this Haiku series, I describe my surroundings on a short hike down Pace road in the Paluma range. Here, I compare the unconscious mind to the occupants of the forest. The plants, like our thoughts, are endlessly competing for light above (our attention). What we pay attention to grows and can be dangerous or suffocating. When we soar above the forest in the sky overhead, we find peace when we forget our thoughts and breathe.

Slow creeping death takes;
Inching plant’s eternal fight.
Leaves reflecting light.
In darkness damp drops:
Palm shades on the overgrown,
Dark light deprived rocks.
Bright spots reflecting
Through breaks of pondering blue
Meditate their hue.
Light above shaded
Cold within the recesses
A neglected mind.
Preoccupied thoughts
Are like forest underlay
Fighting each other.
Peace is only found
Above the canopy top
Where vines don’t persist.