WIND IN THE FOREST

                      WIND IN THE FOREST


Wandering, walking, leaving behind this world for 
A while,

Letting my footsteps' take me beyond what I know, 
Letting go.

Deep, deep Into a land of which perhaps there's 
No return,

Chances taken by a man with many fears, today I live.


Trees so high that darkness fills the sky, can't 
See the light,

Where the moon rests, not visible to these searching
Eyes.

Sounds' of the forest are the only company to me,


Speaking words to the trees, does anything listen?


I can feel and hear the wind In the forest,


It speaks In sound, It Is with me, It finds me.


        Keith Garrett 

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