Tuesday, April 3, 2012

A brief journey within.

A forest found a path
A path abandoned by the valley beyond
Hope it seemed to that forest
The fear would now be quietened
In a living past

The sun would be on way
To retire
The source of the forest
Which made it tremble
And grow
Many a animals would now be
Still
But this forest had a secret
It had a path as it's guide
And long after the sun had withdrawn
It could still grow
Here

In the path within
The hour first
I knew
The law of the king did not
Operate there,
The air free,
No tracing or retracing,
Nobility could not manifest,
Yet nothing evil of father had still come.

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