Beware The Woods

Deep within the Hollow
oaken boughs shadow
a brook – swirling
mystical waters

There dwells a spirit
evokes a knowing –
joy/sorrow –
how life’s run erases
soul’s voice

Fleeting the moment
harsh the return
beware the woods.

(Art my own)

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VJ Knutson

Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

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