#1674-Unclear
01/03/2022
Today’s forest is cold.
Filled with shadows,
But without traces,
Of living souls.
One of those days,
That unexpectedly dawn,
When finding a road,
Feels surprisingly hard.
An uphill climb in the dark.
Must search closely,
Calmly, patiently.
Many paths beckon,
But only one,
Leads to home.
