Walk In Moonlit Woods

We exist amongst many dimensions (at least I believe so)

One should walk ‘pon  icy path

In Moon lit, frost bit woods

Let steaming breaths pervade the depths 

And banish all bad moods

For dwelling deep within skeletal limbs

Other worlds do indeed persist

About each tree there seems to be

Auras…that actually exist

Ancient essences…otherworldly presences

Dimensions unknown, unexplored

Dwelling beside us, about and inside us

Owing fealty to a far different Lord

 Breathe deeply of the frigid air

Stride briskly on this gelid night

In the woods tis really not so rare

To see such spectral sight

To become aware of what’s really there

In the woods, just beyond one’s sight

One must first be prepared

To suspend disbelief…for just this night

…And take a walk into unreality…

 

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