Alluring are these woods, that I wandered in tonight,

Running from the comfortable life that I had toiled to build

I collected so many things in that big lovely house

That there was no space for air, and no air left to breathe

Breathless I ran from all that I owned and all that I didn’t

Wandering in strange places, looking for some solace

Tonight In these woods filled with tall, lush green trees

I feel a strange sage sweep all over me and noises fade away

Wild wind so invigorating, untangling me from my knots

Nursing my burning wounds and saving me from my thoughts

Eyes which couldn’t sleep for days In warm agreeable beds

Could rest here tonight,could sleep here for days

I wish I could stay and stay forever that way

But there is so much left unfinished turning in to a heap,

Woods are lovely dark and deep but I have promises to keep

And Miles to go before I sleep and miles to go before I sleep


Inspiration – Stopping by the woods on a snowy evening by Robert Frost

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Copyright 2016, Opinionated Head

Copyright 2016, Opinionated Head