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Indigo forests…

“Whoever has learned how to listen to trees no longer wants to be a tree. He wants to be nothing except what he is. That is home. That is happiness.”
― Herman Hesse

portal in forest pixabay

she searched conversations
deep wounded silence,
she undressed her fears with poetic license…
though yesterday’s secrets
would not let her be,
she changed direction
one hundred and eighty degrees…

and she remembered the hollowness that had felt like death,
the gravity of dispossession that choked her breath,
and the prodigal never returned
to the haunted house,
in indigo forests
her petrified vows
were renounced…

and this knowing pulled her out of dark matter
back to light where untruth is scattered.

Image courtesy PixaBay…


I am an unknown introvert who desires to touch the world with a little bit of magic...

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