Today's the day.
Down the way, through the trees
I'm forcing open that dormant door
Tarnishing my boots with autumn dew
Traipsing lases through overgrown mazes
Leaving the crystal set spider webs behind
Bending below branches & rummaging round roots.
Where morning fog whispers secrets through fir trees
Birds call out my presence and startled squirrels scurry.
The scent of woodlands pulsing with fine rain fills the air
And I feel the sharp pinch of cold on my nose and fingertips
I watch each exhale of breath rise to the treetops, then disappear.
I see it.
In the distance.
Quickened bootsteps bound between toadstools
The early chill buffers at my cheeks
And wind tussles with my hair
Just like I remembered it,
But much older now.
It still stands.
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