These Woods

Forest Path by NowearefreeThese woods like a darkened womb
Bid me enter and remember
And remember
Our lives a tangled twitter
Unfinished clutter
Impossible beauty
Ravaged and torn
Reborn beneath an ever changing sky and deepest night
‘Til light returns to surest light
Beginning where we end
The wordless and the willful and the ever present
Morning song.

-Written and submitted by Dan Richards