There's something

There's something about the forest that welcomes me home like a prodigal son Despite all my trangressions and wasteful ways I find purity and forgiveness in this place There is great silence then the wind blows and the trees are given song Filled with peace I'm at one again with the things that matter most

Moonwind

I'm one of seven siblings and as a child grew up in a tough neighborhood where things were always rough. I started writing my thoughts and how I felt about life at a early age sometimes as a way to escape. I learned very early that if you wanted...

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