Beyond the Trees

March 25, 2011
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Solemn grey wisps smeared
across the bleary sky,
masking the luminous sun.

The dark forest waits,
staring out over the

Withered branches
drape over a worn path
in tangles,
and they sweep
the brittle leaves
into the miserable w i n d.

A trail twists
through the sullen trees
and pauses at a murky pool.

The water, like glass,
reflects stcelfer
the memories of those
who want to


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