Forest Sleep.
The forest was so beautiful it stung my eye,
illuminated a ghostly blue by the velvet night sky,
the leafless tress carried whispers through the wind,
to me.
My feet sunk into the moist of the ground,
each step I took crackled the twigs with a mystic sound,
the finger of night slowly traced down my back making,
me shiver,
the mist that billowed and swarmed round each trunk,
brushing my consciousness but imprinting my soul, deeply sunk,
a small clearing blossomed before me, and shadows were thrown,
they spoke,
at first indistinguishable moans and wail that turned my blood to ice,
then the voices harmonized and cracked the air, once, twice,
follow the path to the heart of this place, and you shall see,
so I did.
The moon was full, it shimmered my breath as the frost broke the space,
but the sky turned a bruised purple and hid the stars sparkling face,
a massive cloak and it darkened the path, cut a wound inside me,
forever bleeds,
then a sound, apart from my heavy breath and hammering heart,
it was light, disturbing bell of laughter, the calm evaporated, the fear to start,
something inside me willed me to go forward, but my mind screamed no,
it hurt,
it was so dark now I could not see what was in front of me,
diamond bright eyes of creatures erupted from tree to tree,
the air was a tapestry of magic, it made me want to inhale,
and see.
And suddenly the light was painful, it sprang from a space,
and then I could not draw my awe gaze from her face,
it was as pale as the petals that fall from a daisy,
in spring,
her lips were the colour of roses that were left by a door as a love source,
her hair fell in shimmers of blissful white, it flowed like a race horse,
she was in a garment of silk that fell to her ankles, to show bare feet,
pure,
everything about the beautiful maiden, the fallen angle before me,
was tinged blue with the owl of the night, and I wanted to flee,
but she smiled softly and gazed, “you do not belong here,”
dangerous voice,
and with the words of wisdom that shattered the air,
the ground split beneath and the sensation of falling overwhelmed, I didn't care,
and the grass sprung, they were emeralds around me,
pearl sky,
and I was where I stood before, but the trees were thick, vibrant and new,
the golden sun was warm on my bare shoulders and the ground soft under the absent of shoe,
it dazzled me, the rainbow bursting flowers sprung like pixies from the ground,
for me.
And she was there again, the same difference of this new life,
her appearance was no longer dragged through me like a knife,
skin as pink as the cheeks of a baby, hair chestnuts from a tree,
nothing,
nothing escaped her pale, soft lips, as she slowly faded from my view,
and suddenly, as if the light was tuned on, everything was true,
but the soft clouds of dream beneath my tender feet,
heart squeeze,
and I brushed the smoothness of the grass and lowered my body to the floor,
and whilst the grass tickled my senses I wanted nothing more,
and the rain started to sprinkle, first light, then in masses,
let it,
I opened my moth and let it sweep over me to refresh until I was in an ocean,
the girl was there again, her skin was a sandy brown, she made no motion,
her hair tinged green and her eyes deep blue but glinted bright,
panic,
it was the sheer fear of the water pressing on my body and dragging,
and the aches in my body were stiff, the realisation I was flagging,
my screams to her to help were hopeless bubbles as I sunk,
down, down,
I felt the water feel my lungs and burn my throat and I could feel my body slipping,
the second my toe touched the floor was the second I was my body was tripping,
and the sand showered at my feet and I was standing on the scolding beach,
with her,
her skin was coffee and her her hair golden but I couldn't move my feet,
the sand was blistering my spirit in the undesirable, agonizing heat,
I was hot and cold and it clouded my vision, nestled into my head,
confusion,
and just as my body was burning to crisp the sky fell,
and I was sitting, all troubles vanished, on a cloud far form hell,
it was candy floss under my hands, she smiled,
ghostly,
but peaceful, her hair was a dirty blond and her eyes a projecting white,
it was like nothing was wrong, as if I wasn't at such a dangerous hight,
and the chills of the sky seeped into my bones and flushed my body of fear,
peace,
and with that my worries drifted to the prying ears of the earth below,
clogged thoughts and words thick in my throat, I was tired of the beastly show,
and with that the my eyes fluttered close and I let the blackness fill my head,
perfect, sleep...
illuminated a ghostly blue by the velvet night sky,
the leafless tress carried whispers through the wind,
to me.
My feet sunk into the moist of the ground,
each step I took crackled the twigs with a mystic sound,
the finger of night slowly traced down my back making,
me shiver,
the mist that billowed and swarmed round each trunk,
brushing my consciousness but imprinting my soul, deeply sunk,
a small clearing blossomed before me, and shadows were thrown,
they spoke,
at first indistinguishable moans and wail that turned my blood to ice,
then the voices harmonized and cracked the air, once, twice,
follow the path to the heart of this place, and you shall see,
so I did.
The moon was full, it shimmered my breath as the frost broke the space,
but the sky turned a bruised purple and hid the stars sparkling face,
a massive cloak and it darkened the path, cut a wound inside me,
forever bleeds,
then a sound, apart from my heavy breath and hammering heart,
it was light, disturbing bell of laughter, the calm evaporated, the fear to start,
something inside me willed me to go forward, but my mind screamed no,
it hurt,
it was so dark now I could not see what was in front of me,
diamond bright eyes of creatures erupted from tree to tree,
the air was a tapestry of magic, it made me want to inhale,
and see.
And suddenly the light was painful, it sprang from a space,
and then I could not draw my awe gaze from her face,
it was as pale as the petals that fall from a daisy,
in spring,
her lips were the colour of roses that were left by a door as a love source,
her hair fell in shimmers of blissful white, it flowed like a race horse,
she was in a garment of silk that fell to her ankles, to show bare feet,
pure,
everything about the beautiful maiden, the fallen angle before me,
was tinged blue with the owl of the night, and I wanted to flee,
but she smiled softly and gazed, “you do not belong here,”
dangerous voice,
and with the words of wisdom that shattered the air,
the ground split beneath and the sensation of falling overwhelmed, I didn't care,
and the grass sprung, they were emeralds around me,
pearl sky,
and I was where I stood before, but the trees were thick, vibrant and new,
the golden sun was warm on my bare shoulders and the ground soft under the absent of shoe,
it dazzled me, the rainbow bursting flowers sprung like pixies from the ground,
for me.
And she was there again, the same difference of this new life,
her appearance was no longer dragged through me like a knife,
skin as pink as the cheeks of a baby, hair chestnuts from a tree,
nothing,
nothing escaped her pale, soft lips, as she slowly faded from my view,
and suddenly, as if the light was tuned on, everything was true,
but the soft clouds of dream beneath my tender feet,
heart squeeze,
and I brushed the smoothness of the grass and lowered my body to the floor,
and whilst the grass tickled my senses I wanted nothing more,
and the rain started to sprinkle, first light, then in masses,
let it,
I opened my moth and let it sweep over me to refresh until I was in an ocean,
the girl was there again, her skin was a sandy brown, she made no motion,
her hair tinged green and her eyes deep blue but glinted bright,
panic,
it was the sheer fear of the water pressing on my body and dragging,
and the aches in my body were stiff, the realisation I was flagging,
my screams to her to help were hopeless bubbles as I sunk,
down, down,
I felt the water feel my lungs and burn my throat and I could feel my body slipping,
the second my toe touched the floor was the second I was my body was tripping,
and the sand showered at my feet and I was standing on the scolding beach,
with her,
her skin was coffee and her her hair golden but I couldn't move my feet,
the sand was blistering my spirit in the undesirable, agonizing heat,
I was hot and cold and it clouded my vision, nestled into my head,
confusion,
and just as my body was burning to crisp the sky fell,
and I was sitting, all troubles vanished, on a cloud far form hell,
it was candy floss under my hands, she smiled,
ghostly,
but peaceful, her hair was a dirty blond and her eyes a projecting white,
it was like nothing was wrong, as if I wasn't at such a dangerous hight,
and the chills of the sky seeped into my bones and flushed my body of fear,
peace,
and with that my worries drifted to the prying ears of the earth below,
clogged thoughts and words thick in my throat, I was tired of the beastly show,
and with that the my eyes fluttered close and I let the blackness fill my head,
perfect, sleep...