Another fabulous write of imagination and insight. I feel the forest you walk through may be a little more magical than it is for most. You appear to listen with intensity and bring to life what you report back to us. I was particularly struck by the cogent nature of this stanza.

Noise declared "White"
(Though I find it Silver Unspoken)
Suffuses the evening with chrome.
Sallow, this brown & yellow eve.

Again a really fabulous write.