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| Mom lost in an ancient Forest! |
Ceremoniously large and serene,
The ancient pine trees,
Of the enchanted forests,
Some say they can speak...
If you press your ear to the white silken bark,
And relieve yourself from cynics of the heart,
And think of nothing that has yet past,
You shall hear a heartbeat!
Deep and rhythmic yet alive,
In the ancient forest they thrive,
With a million mysteries whispering
Among the leaves as the wind passes by!
You can hear a song, a groan,
A steady hum that rises alone,
Above the ancient forest divine,
Protecting all that live within,
Passionately and possessively,
And breathing a mysterious symphony!
The music resonates in every bone,
In every heart and so many tones,
And inside of you it will bring peace,
If only you would be at ease!
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Written for Imaginary Garden With Real Toads!
