Do I Presume Too Much?

A Poem

Harley Bell
1 min readNov 20, 2022


Photo by tamara garcevic on Unsplash

I do not know a great many things
only to walk within reach
of the trees.
Only to be here.
Only the gentle listening
that belongs to the forest.

Do I belong to the forest?
Like the onion weeds or wild seeds…
Does the wind call me in?



Harley Bell

I am a writer in love with nature. I am currently working on a poetry book, titled Wild Altar.