I journey through the thickned woods
The sound of the forest breatheing I can hear
Through the trees where birds sing
An inhale and exhale I am free
Breathe me
By a stream where wildflowers grow
A ray of sunshine glimmers and glows
Gracing the water with a warmth of love
I shall step into that light from above
Forgetting all else
Forgetting my name
The silence of my reckoning
A peace be made
Through the warm water stream
I drift away
My only comfort for today
Do not ask
Cause I won't hear
Seek me if you may
Only few can get here
S.R.B.W.
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