In the forest after midnight
She walks a path alone
Among the owl and the pine
Is where she truly feels at home
A universe wide open
Secrets many it can tell
If you only listen closely
It can teach it’s many spells
The moon is like a mother
A glowing, guiding hand
The air is but a whisper
Silent footfalls on the land
What is it that she seeks?
Even she is quite unsure
The answers are elusive
Is it poison or a cure?
When she finds it she will know
In perfect time it will be shown
All the secrets of the night
The likes of which she’s never known
© The Beginning At Last
The Beginning At Last 
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