To Seek Shelter

WOODLANDInto the woods I will go. To seek shelter under the trees and feel snow flakes fall upon my head.

The air I will breathe and taste raindrops on my tongue.

I’ve gone into the woods, not to be found.  I may be alone, but the earth and sky surround.

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