Walking through the woods,
among a beaten forest path,
two shadows stop and make a path of their own.
Ivy and clover carpet the forest floor.
Dense Redwoods momentarily seem to be the sky;
Decaying logs and leaves, mossy trees.
Bats, birds, rabbits, mice, and deer.
A walking dream,
the unimaginable,
imagined and real.
Fear included.
Long are the moments spent in the dark.
The barrier has been broken between the two.
He holds her heart, her spirit, her life.
She holds his, likewise.
They come upon an opening.
The night sky suddenly becomes visible.
The vision,
a beat-up cabin overlooking tall trees.
A placid lake off to the side.
Crickets chirping,
the moon reflecting illuminated mountains,
one with nature, the sky is completely blank.
Looking into the abyss of her eyes, he found the stars.
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