That voice of woodland shadow

was laden with imagined death

Each gate closed upon it

was a wall built to hold back

our deepest fears

revealed now in shadow

and thrown against all memory of light

This is invocation of a soul crying out for peace

and held here in the valley darkened

where moonlight drives the wrath of war onward

to breathe in these vapors

conjured by what passes for entities in darkness

All that is is a passing fragment

Photo by Ivan Aleksic on Unsplash

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