I walked through dark places, where only distant whispers were heard. Silent echoes of eternity coming from afar. Deep blue skies above lit by stars. Circles of ancient trees surrounded me below a hill. Leaves unmoving silent and still. Into a valley where green plains abide, further I went to a place shadows hide. People came that I could hear. Didn't see me or know I was near
Then back to the valley I went. Morning came when night was at an end.
Jan 5, 2018
Jan 5, 2018 at 11:01 PM UTC
I walked through dark places, where only distant whispers were heard. Silent echoes of eternity coming from afar. Deep blue skies above lit by stars. Circles of ancient trees surrounded me below a hill. Leaves unmoving silent and still. Into a valley where green plains abide, further I went to a place shadows hide. People came that I could hear. Didn't see me or know I was near
Then back to the valley I went. Morning came when night was at an end.