Whispering Wood

In a whispering wood,

Where do I share my beating heart?

Beneath a weeping willow tree?

Tall forms shift beneath the moon,

Who will I call to with my last breath?

Upon the twisting roots so wide?

Owl wings take flight,

Shall I lose the path?

Wander free from my chained mind?

-M.E. InkOwl


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