In the forest of my soul
a piece of heartspoken verse
In the forest of my soul, I know.
In the forest of my soul, I remember.
In the forest of my soul, the sprouts and seeds and bushes and trees are thoughts and dreams and ideas.
In the forest of my soul, the green of life is born again in tranquility and peace.
In the forest of my soul, the buds and shoots will blossom again and bloom.
In due course.
In time.
So…
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