"
Muted woods shook with each step I took.

Trees swayed to the robin's lullaby,

Each perched on brittle branches

As leaves poured down like raindrops.

The cool scent of damp earth lingered,

drifting away the night's minty gale.

Light broke through the slumbering skies,

casting warm hues on my flesh as dawn arose.

Wings flapped through the morning breeze,

filling the air with life as the trees shone bright,

each leaf glistening like emeralds kissed by the sun.

As I stood,
dazzled by the waking world,

yesterday's boulders of burden

Lightened under the warm rays of hope.
"

-Klausyuer: The ****** Poet