darkness is falling
the bleakness calling out to me
as the trees bend down their heads to sleep
leafless grey arms reaching for peace
embracing my soul with tired fingers
i walk alone along their sheltered path
my heart echoing the distant sound of thunder
the distant sound of pain
where am i going i ask?

as the first raindrop falls to my cheek
the trees awaken and begin to nod their heads
the crack of thunder
and then silence as my footsteps cease
i stand alone and raise my face to the rain
comforted by nature and full of humility
warmth surrounds me and
i discover i have found where i was going

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