http://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.se/2014/08/carpe-diem-533-forest.html
I have always, always had a thing for trees and forests – no idea as to why, though!
The memories of
leaves drift into mind when I
sit under a tree.
Calm thoughts engulf me,
content within the tree span
that holds me so close.
Rough bark hides the heart,
ageless rings tell history
the leaves speak of hope.
I feel I could create a world more of ideas, given more time and not having to landscape my garden!! I shall revisit this…
EDIT!
Well, the garden looks more messy now than it did a few days ago, but hey ho!
The past springs up in
serried ranks, rough hewn and bark
laden.Trees stand tall.
Sheltered thoughts fall in
Autumn, making green carpet
for animals dreams.
kingsley clennel-white 
I’m glad you are thinking of revisiting these ideas for there are some tantalizing fragments in your haiku. The memories of leaves – what a lovely image.
Thank you! Additions are now in place and I still feel there is so much more to explore – love it!
When sitting under a tree you merge into the life of that tree.. so many things to ponder while listening to its stories.
My ideal life would be a log cabin in a forest, river near by and enough isolation from the world to find peace.