The Forest

July 21, 2011
Night: black, open sweet chill
The day's world sleeps as they walk
Half seen creatures

Candles come to life
Stir the embers, call the fire
The guardians come

Wind blows between leaves
Spirits peek from behind trees
Join the festival

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Like-a-Skyscraper said...
Jul. 27, 2011 at 8:06 am
OOOOOH how beautiful :D each word sounded exsquisite
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