Alone In the Forest
Lost among the dense pine trees
an eerie mist consumes the night,
and hides my path from Luna’s light
as air is thick without a breeze.
I feel an angst I can’t deny
while searching clues upon the ground;
I hear a distant muffled sound
perhaps an owl as lost as I.
Why do I feel alone and lost
and desperate to find my way;
with sanity I’ve paid the cost
to find the freedom dreams convey.
I’ll leave behind the bridges crossed,
and in lush meadows I will play.
January 24, 2021
Copyright © John Gondolf | Year Posted 2021
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