The Green & Blue Rivers (rewilding the mind)

I named forests ' Green Rivers,' place of great peace            
the green's kin, Blue, brings peace in sight of that blue            
of rivers and lakes, blue oceans, the green seas,              
silvered with mental healthy air found in their view.              
               
Our forests rooted out of mind ages ago              
they erased our forests, whittled down the woods,              
and lumbered us with electricities fierce glow              
as memories of woodsmoke fade from neighborhoods...              
               
But there's a little forest left in some folk's mind              
they can find forests down the green lanes and tracks,              
among the hedgerows where forest foods, unrefined,              
can be found and, Oh God, peace, supermarkets lack...              
               
You cannot live on such in my small food Isles              
But, the aroma of wild garlic springs, huge smiles.              
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 I've translated ' Forestry fae faring ' to " forests for living  "
Unfortunately some of us don't have a forest but, I can dream