Come forth

She was walking away into the trees
Her form a silhouette
Pronounced against the barren trees,
She turned to look back
As if this was the last vision
She would see
Then retreated into the woods.
I walked behind
In no hurry
Listening to the noises
The sound of leaves crackling under foot,
This dark dreary world
In mostly black and white
With just a touch of color at the edges.
I was alone out there
But I knew no fear,
Following the path I came to a field.
The woman had disappeared
As I knew she would
But she knew I would follow.
The flowers were sparse
But I stopped to pick a few for my travel,
And the snakes were everywhere in the grass
And I walked among them
Stepping lightly
Yet they slept,
Unaware that I was there.
I kept moving forward
And finally reached a golden city
Where trees still had leaves
And the figs and olives left the branches heavy
Weighed to the ground.
I filled my pockets as I passed
And reaching the gate
Went to pay the toll.
Having only flowers and fruit
I looked at the guard unsure,
Reached into my pocket and found,
Everything had turned to solid gold.


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I am a sometimes poet on a quest to master the universe of my mind. My writing runs the gamut of nature, off beat, life and basically the world as I see it through the windows of my eyes. Welcome to my blog. Sit a spell in your big comfy armchair or favorite spot and read for a while if it suits and don't forget to leave a comment to let me know who you are and all that jazz. Looking forward to what each day brings and catch you on the flip side of the stars. Peace and blessings.

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