the forest calls to me
the moon whispers softly
its light streaming gently through
the trees glimmering off the water
talking just to me
.
there’s a stillness in the air
a sort of anticipation of
what’s to come
.
i can feel it
a kind of
magic
.
and as i’m sitting here
by the water’s edge
i can also feel how i need this
.
how
the noise
the chaos
the stress
of daily life
has taken its
toll on me
.
i can feel your spirit
in the trees the moon
the water all around me
and the harmony of it all
how it comes together as
.
one
.
and i feel you flowing
over me and through me
and a wondrous peace
comes over me
.
restores me
revives me
renews me
.
here where the forest
dances with the moon 
.
~ poem “Where the Forest Dances With the Moon” by Michael Traveler, author/poet
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