Untouched
Where is it where no one enters? Is it in the untouched meadow? Or is it in the brazen sea that rattles the very depths of this ancient earth? I do not know where this untouched heaven lies but I do know that it is out there somewhere waiting to be imprinted on by the right individual. The old burgundy leaves break off the elderly tree as fall comes to an end and thus it is time to begin a new season. Shedding its old skin for a new coat disguising itself from unwanted intruders. The golden path that leads to the other side of the green dark forest calls my name. I do not know where it will lead me but I go to it without questioning my impulse. It is a dark night when I hear a whisper calling my name from the forest as I wake up from a cold sweat. The hundred year old whipping willows call me home. I walk mindlessly to the dark forest path. My bare feet pollute the virgin ground. I hear it again, my name being called except this time I realized it is of a woman not that of the willows that I have been tricked into thinking. I walk closer and closer as the creatures of the dark begin to moan and bark like the beasts they are. All of a sudden my name is called out one last time as an angelic light is seen from the distance coming ever so close…I walk to it not knowing what lies ahead..
