The Belgian Ardennes

Very encouraging of course
all these therapeutic pine trees:
the one understands you, the other
contemplates with you, a third
embraces you with some branches
but all with those gloomy
mugs. Everything drips,
drizzles, sniffles, damps, sudses.
Wood that wants to reconcile, heal,
sympathize, but above all 
brood with you. No chance on 
a provocative family park where
everybody's just mucking about
happy and loud. No, here
introvert little streams,
academic survival efforts, feedback meetings.
Intellectual wood-conversations, civilized 
Dutch under a bell jar of eternal fog.
And everywhere creatures acting like
struck-by-melancholy-poets.