Wood Nymph

How far back does it all go

Is there secrets we are meant to know

Where does the map of higher self lead

When there is nothing drawn up for the path of the steed

Horse as a messenger with the honor of pure valor and loyalty

New friends with huge hearts expressing compassion and serenity

Every step is toward something, who knows what that something is

Wonder how many new lives we lead and if there is such a thing as bliss




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