Mysterious Forest
Many things appear lost and hidden
but a certain light gives them life.
Twilight gives everything an opaque
glow making it appear solid like stone.
Many sounds, both imaginary and genuine,
ricochet around the darkness creating
fear and a sense of being gone astray.
Forests are found on either side,
both black and dead; all the
trees deformed into eerie formations,
each one seems to strangle another.
The owl holes seem to possess jagged teeth,
like a wild animal beholds.
Suddenly, the only light is provided by
a whole and bright moon; a wolf howls
in the distance.
Twilight has gone, everything appears
dead, even the moon is surrounded by
a few spine-chilling clouds.
Everything has gone silent; something
appears to move; leaves rustle raising
one’s hair.
Without warning, everything has gone black,
like a great darkness has engulfed one’s soul.
Sadly this is not so for one has become part
of the surrounding land, both dead and living.
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