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From The Woods
Wearing white
A gown covered in bells
Snowflakes drifted down from the clouds

A horse gallops in the far distance
Trumpet players chime their sounds
As the attendees pour in

Honey drips down the trees
A bee buzzes by
Humming birds fly

Growling roars are heard from mountain tops
A choir heard for miles
Listening to your every footstep

These states are borderless
Containing nothing but compassion
It is I who waits

The aisle run is over
Your cuffs are off
Free you are

My warm arms open
She came to me draped
From the woods she walked.

2007 David Greg Harth
07.01.25.11:42:06@205HudsonNYC