I once walked calmly through the cold, dark woods

Not afraid of what could have lied ahead

Strapped to my cold back were my gear and goods

Far away from any cottage or bed

I went to be alone with just my mind

Needing some time for me to clear my thoughts

It was not long before my head aligned

And I finally got what I had sought

Walking this path taught me one simple fact

That in a place where dark and evil creaks

You always find what always seemed abstract

And you find out that you are not so weak

A place alone is a place to find peace

A place alone is for your mind’s release


by Trevor Tyma

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