as if dreaming
of walking,between worlds
bare skin : crisp breeze
twigs snapping - spiders weaving
breathing in moisture of morning dew
exhaling out rustled up visons
within leaves & needles
absorbed&captivated; forest sound
,wilderness life -
merging light&light
night&light
transparent moments - evidance of
all that is known
,yet still untold
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