My Wild Woods
I walked through the Wild Woods once, it is a time which I still ponder over.
Every so often I would cross a clearing in the tree line which gave me a wonderfilled view of the Beauties of the Sky. For what seemed to be ages,I traversed through the Darkness of my own worn out feelings, and unsearched wonders.
My first step into the clearing, was As the Day Breaks. The Light shone and cracked the jagged imprint upon my Aura, a clean and...
Every so often I would cross a clearing in the tree line which gave me a wonderfilled view of the Beauties of the Sky. For what seemed to be ages,I traversed through the Darkness of my own worn out feelings, and unsearched wonders.
My first step into the clearing, was As the Day Breaks. The Light shone and cracked the jagged imprint upon my Aura, a clean and...