Reflections by a forest pond I have no trepidation, in guarding words unspoken. No hesitation. Protect my secrets defiantly My Un-told stored away silently. Windows to the soul —my eyes— stay shuttered under azure skies. Then drifting off, night overwhelms. My tight-lipped soldier deserts the helm. Forest shadows. bring the night dissolving my resolve to fight. I dream of dogs that lick my head, caress my pillow, warm my bed. A staircase climbed that never ends, jump to the sky, panic on descent.
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