SuziCate's Musings

In The Shadows

Rainy Split Rock Weekend 399

 

Darkness descends like rain

in the forest, cold and penetrating.

Wet leaves cling and weigh the soul

until it disappears into crevices

where life does not exist.

When one no longer sees,

does sun filter through the

branches to warm the heart?

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  1. Wetness clinging, weighing on the soul….wonderful thought

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