The Lost Woods

01/06/2022

In the late hours of the night

A roar of ambition

           takes on the soul of exploration

hur

       ling 

               you into new

               worlds,

second

             after

                      second,

Deeper into the forests,

Full of their trees and winding tunnels.

Farther into the fields, quiet and empty for your exploration and findings.

Deeper under the seas of a lost love and the whole new islands connected to the future. 

Expanding, 

                   building into something that you

wish was real and graspable by your brain

- but it isn’t.

You drive to make those

                 visions a realty in your creation, 

but cannot always seem

       to make truth of the realty

presented before you

!

Lost in

the only world you

seemed to be fit to

adventure alone in