Tuesday, July 21, 2009

The Forest


A silken mist spread across the land, coating the quiet earth in its ethreal blanket. You could hear the soft beat of drums from a far away place and a far away time. The rhythmic beating so melodious it blended in harmony with nature. The faint hum of an old tune hung on wind as it whispered through the trees.

The moon cast its glow upon the water, creating an illuminated path to the purple mountain crest. The jagged peaks stood tall against the gray sky as if severing the earth from the atmosphere. The pines stood tall and proud; firmly rooted in the soft earth. A blanket of grass and moss sheltered the earth from the damp and the cold.

In this place, in this space, all time stood still. The future was the present and the present was the past. All of time intertwined to become one; past, present, future, now. Listen…. What’s it saying to you?

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