Sunday, September 30, 2007

Autumn (press)

I've lost my way in a forest of trees
somehow, somewhere, someones chasing after me
the smells so sweet
the air so fine
oh how I wish these all were mine
the dark figure approaches
and I'm just standing there taking it all in
how wonderful it was
in my last moment of life
no sadness, no grieving, not even strife
then as quick as I enter here
I exit
my body stays
but my spirit goes
to even a more beautiful place
as fast as the autumn leaf blows

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