Forest Dream

I run through the forest

In the darkest of the night

This dream,

Has no ending of importance

This traveler has a journey

But, nowhere to go to

Deeper and deeper,

Until the trees shade out all moonlight

And the forest’s sounds consume

And all is peaceful

Until I wake up

To the sounds of a lifeless city

All the grunts and groans

The racket

The mischief

And the morning

© Dicky J Loweman 2015

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