Enchanted Forests

Here is a poetry collaboration with Kim She commented on one of my poems and these lines just flowed. Hope you all enjoy reading it.

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Forests are nurtured from antiquity
Stands tall like a fortress guarding the secrets
Whispers of wind sound melodious, before they are lost magically
Sun and Moon do not find passage
The roads are created by instincts A

Forests, the final frontiers, beyond, there’s directionless wandering
Amidst the tangled branches and damp green mosses,
Only those few who dare to fan out their every sense will be rewarded
With the path to the forest heart, to reach out and stroke the wild stag that is its guardian
But do not look long into its dark eye for the forest path will fall away, leaving one to wander once again K

 

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