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| photo by Rosie Hardy |
Come to the forest
Come when your heart is as full as the moon
and your desire blazes like a shooting star
Do not fear the sentries;
they observe your entry
but ignore trespass
when intent is pure
Search out the message that I have written for you
in the trivialities of veins in the leaves
Read its significance
with your fingertips
You have always touched wood
wishing
I am waiting
with your answer.
submitted for Poets United, Vice Versa #6
