there is something to be said
about being in a grove of redwoods
somehow you feel surrounded
by quiet, ancient Spirits
the silence so deep
that within...you hear a melody
soft, like velvet
it touches you; runs its fingers
across your cheek
and whispers...
of secrets old and wise
like the moon.
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Awww, I love this!
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