Wednesday, 11 February 2015

The Forest Within

I deserve to be treated like a clearing in the woods,
a place of mist and sunlight, bursting with mossy magic
and spirited greenery. I am a piece of art.
You may tread lightly on this ground, but do not
carve your name into the trees or
drag your rough leather boots through the wildflowers.
This is a sacred glade, and finding such a place
may take many weeks of roaming through the forest.


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