Follow
Follow where the woods may take you
in your dreams you have been asleep
in the passage where you went earlier
there might be footmarks or a key under a stone
you still are shaken of a cottage
which the wind blew off
but in no matter you don't ask why
the trail to it is still grassy and dewy
in daylight,
without a hunter grazing your scent
the grass lilies by the river align
take a fallen log which spans the half
and sit on its edge
to watch the ripples spread.
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