Poetry from my Heart 💜

Into the depths of the forest she flees Resting on the branches of the wise oak trees She hears the cry from her own sound inside She listens, for the wisdom she hears she confides In the distance she hears, what sounds like past fears Echoing in the night like a haunting ghost Her spirit an angel appears, a light as the host With one look, her eyes pierce

with what is true You'll go back to you But away she already flew