Daughters of the Dark Forest

Daughters of the Dark Forest 

Feel the crispiness of the winter evening

the cold air intwined with wet moss branches 

filling your lungs

breathing in deeply 

the dusky inked sky swirling around you, 

Branches intwined, dancing to an ancient chant

your body is swaying


to the melody of the leaves 

swaying with the wind,

don’t fear it 

don’t fight it 

the light shines brighter in your path 

the time has come 

To join the daughters of the dark forest.

Turban Gypsy


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