Dream In a Dark Forrest

Heavy asleep tucked in the woods so deep in a cabin all alone, a crackling fire and all is warm. Through the thickness a light shines through cracks in the door. It’s a sign, inside a dream from the heavens divine. Through the door breathing hard, eyes gazing up high among the stars. What has taken a soul out this far? A since of peace in mind; strolling, sniffing the tall pines in quest for the light that still shines. An infinite pursuit of all time, taking toll to be paid by what’s in mind. Sanity holding just a grip, closer to the light a mind’s in flight. Memories of one’s life flash in smiles and sorrows, the times you once had won’t be needed tomorrow. Ceasing to think and figure out a life is declining away and this is the way out. Turn back on humanity memoir strode about, not ready to go yet, this is a life-long time out. In the Dream in a Dark Forrest the light is all about, head toward the light and a peaceful death is the way out. James C Bryant Jr. January 15, 2003