Monday, June 23, 2014

The Place Where the Wind Never Blows

Sunlight broke in patches through a thick canopy of leaves
Each branch spreading out reaching as if to grasp the sun
Golden light dancing noislessly on the forest floor though foliage rustled high above
Beneath was Cool, Still and Silent cept for the faint noise of wind caressing the distant leaves
A sacred place unvisited except for woodland fairies who on occasion called
Dancing through the wood, lightly caressing each plant and tree
Sending shivers through the roots, curling up in ecstasy
Each time they danced on the entire forest would cry
"Please come back and play again in the place where the wind never blows"

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