In a glade.
Silent and still.
And the stars are howling ‘I will’.
Make the trade.
And sometimes I just can’t tell what I’ve made.
Lost at sea –
Still glowing with the fear I used to feel.
Taking place –
Of the secrets I once thought didn’t chase.
So here I am –
Tempted to reel.
Back into the time-spent moments I need to feel.