the forestTake me there, to that place of uncertainty, that place where I question everything and am content when I can’t find the answers.  That place I fear because it is new, and yet still anticipate because of the promise I see.

I yearn for that tomorrow place, that place where the sky and the land meet, where the water goes on forever.

I want to feel the bark of the trees under my hands, I want to taste the berries straight from the bush, I want to feel the dirt and the grass under my feet.

The wind and the rain and the sun and the stars, and the moon a shining beacon leading me forward into that magical place where there is no tomorrow but only a wondrous now.


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