Death through life, and life through death
Naked spiritsdancing in the woods
plays hide and seek
between fallen trees
and dead leafes.
Fall is here
and nature glows
It's last collor of life
is beeing poured out
among the naked spirits
who takes their last dance
before the land is covered with ice
and thundering blizards
life sadly leaves the forest
and is beeing replaced
by white death
The year is like a smal circle of life
Death through life
and life through death
The forces of nature
is eaven to strong for the sacred spirits.
Poetry by MoonChild
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Written on 2005-09-11 at 19:18
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