The Forest

 

 

Your snow falls, your water drops
Sinking into my mind
while memories of a distant shore
Stand solid as the shifting tide

Old voices call my name from afar
very hard to hear
as your birds sing and your whispering wind
tells me of places near

Your trees stand firm while their branches
embrace me with their might
linking my soul to this foreign place
as my past turns out of sight

A new sun shines brightly leaving a shadow
of the life I left behind
and I know when I turn to face my homeland again
the same sun will never shine

Hold me with your strength dear forest
let nature embrace my soul
let the memories of this land
I see be the heaven I wish to know
 

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