Feb/17/12
Poem:
As the bright stars shine between the woods,
the feathery palm trees shadow the river,
their shadows swimming through the water,
The forgotten forests breathe with emptiness,
waiting for someone to recognize their presence,
bringing back their old memories and their life.
How long does it take someone to walk through woods,
the forests starts to fade down,
losing their colors and life,
pleading for someone to pass by.
