the streams
turned molten
metal in moonlight,
flowing across
the forest floor
like fingers
of lightning
out to grasp
or greet
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the streams
turned molten
metal in moonlight,
flowing across
the forest floor
like fingers
of lightning
out to grasp
or greet
splendidly oonstructed, images: a beauty in what might be terrifying, maybe our own fears, and we lose out on the greeting.
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Thank you mate. We often lose out on the fear I think. Part of the human package!
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