Before I walked 
from then to now  
beneath skies 
of hope 
and hidden lust  
for the first time 

since my senses had 
come alive again 
I tasted mountain air 
and stretched my arms 
with the ecstasy 
of youth 

I inhaled, tasting 
the green and the mists 
I tasted the bitter-faded 
shadows of the lost 

I conversed with 
tree spirits 
and returned 
to the 
truth of my 
heart's beating 

I stood firmly 
in the light 
of the father 
I stood on leaves 
covering 
nameless graves 

again I felt 
hidden from 
the world&nbs...

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