Wednesday, June 11, 2014

Night Time Muse

Once their lived a girl who perched in a loft like a bird.  She would peer out the window on a moonlit night and look for wings flapping and things crawling from dark corners.  She would lull herself to sleep imagining them scurrying through her window and flying around the room before hiding in the shadows.

When day broke, the world came alive in light and playful wonder. The sky was an endless abyss, each individual leaf would wave, and animals could read her mind.

These are the woods, this is the forest of contemplation, a cherished place, safe for any creature of the imagination to thrive and sleep.

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