Silent Night Lonely Night

Laying motionless
In the middles of a clearing
I watch stars moving silently overhead
Through a porthole in the trees

Majestic pines
Reaching for the passing moon
Whispering ancient secrets
Through near silent winds

I feel the earth
Spinning beneath me
I run my hands
Over years of fallen needles
And centuries of soil

I let the earth
Work into every pore
Returning me
To my origins

I feel the needles
Cradling my head
While pricking
My bare skin

I smell the woods
Creeping in around me
Swallowing me
Accepting me

I can taste the dew
Settling in the air
And on my skin

A breeze moving
Across the ground
Dras shivers
From deep within
My soul
As the forest shared
Its secrets with me
On this silent night
Lonely night

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