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
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