What Crosses My Mind

  • When Walking in the Wood

    I noticed tonight, a deeper darkness filling the mysterious quiet of the wood, a forest of our mind.   We choose now today to be afraid, we could walk freely when in the stone castles a moat our greatest fear.   Oh certain there were evil lurking inside the shallows, yet vulnerable as we might…

  • There In The Deep Wood

    There in the deep wood I would watch, the lights on the house in the distance burn, the figures inside I knew like my own, in the damp soil, I would wait in the wood. wondering if they would ever venture out, would they wonder where I might next shout. There in the deep wood…