a silent lover
watching the wind shiver
shaking leaves like clothes
to teh soft bed below
brightly colored memories
decorate the path
guiding confused straight
holding the earth still
for moments
allowing quiet calm
slumber beneith the naked
anonymous sky
a fresh smell
of new life
beckons from the distant forest
calling just beyond
the horizon
in the hidden treeline
a longing to discover
the origin of its voice
a siren of the abyss
serenading a longing within
the rooster cocks from
the dense folliage
a smile finds itslef
on a forgotten mouth
a light beacon
amind the seemingly
unending darkness
pushing to understand
developing courage
only for a complete
lack of validation
of what took so much
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