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~Rest well in Your forest so Dark and Green~ The quiet night, silence reigns, the moons shine bright, the low rumble begins, can You hear it? The wind slowly picks up, the leaves falling to the ground, a twig snaps, the sound deafening, can You feel it? Music, the beating of drums, the tempo soft quiet at first, the sound grows loud, can You smell it? Through the woods in a glade, a bright fire burns, the sound of feet slapping the ground, they call to Her, can You see it? In the darkness lit by the Moons so full, the fire built High and bright, a Might roar sounds, I can Hear it! Dressed in black, just barely, She lands from the trees A mighty Roar once more. I can See Her! Her hair wild, Her eyes cold, She looks around, I can smell Her! Looking deep into the forest, a half smile, and eyes soften, She sees Us. I can feel Her. She lifts Her Staff, High to the Moons, And with a Mighty Roar, She leaps to darkness. Copyright@Tammie R. Hoda all rights reserved December 2003 |
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