A crooked path wends its way through thick forest, horizon unseen
Brambles and vines feet intertwines eyes focused only on the green
A moss slippery trail in shaded light pale winds up mountainous hill
Watching one's feet on this forested street, can't see beyond the next rill
The trail does fade into leafy shade, closed off the way ahead
Swimming one's path through a botanical bath, leaves close behind one's head
Lost in a green sea, towering waves of tree, no longer able to swim
Bubbled up stones reveal earth's bones, as sun's light grows dim
A fallen log birthed out of fog reveals a nursery of the dead
Umbilical vines overhead with rivulets that blead over forest's bed
Shadows grow long as birds stop their song, twilight is in the air
Stars arise in darkening skies as I descend the hills stair
Night has overcome light, darkness fills the trail
Sounds of night raise levels of fright hoping my lantern won't fail
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much enjoyed write, man and his fear of darkness
Thanks for the read Norman it is most appreciated
most welcome
An amzing journey through a dark place. So well-constructed and creative. The images took me to the spot. Incredibly power piece
Thank you David for your most generous words of comment it is most appreciated my friend
Very powerful, dear Soren. A memory etched forever is having to walk through a moonless terrain in pitch darkness. Most pleasurable read. 🕊️🙏
Thanks so much Cryptic for the read and comment my friend it means a lot.
Most welcome dear Soren 🕊️🙏
A walk-through darkness most can relate to. Well penned!
Thank you so much Katie for your read and comment it is again most appreciated
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