10-22-2024, 09:38 AM
Deep in the forest I found the light,
Away deep back while it was night.
The bends of trees touched my soul,
All this running has taken its toll.
This was the night of heavens dancers from the leaves,
After my blindness left me I followed the trees.
Out came the rope,
I screamed to the pope.
The tree spirit counted to three,
And there I was dead on my knees...
I begged them to have mercy for me,
The head honcho told me he has to disagree.
Be kind to everyone!