The scattering of mindful thoughts whisper through the air like minute fairy dust . . .
The darkness of shadows shroud the mysteries of the world in places that remain for ages until unexpected discoveries come to light. They creep out of the back of our minds and float gently through the air upslope to the highest peaks and darkest forests. There they remain simmering beneath the ancient giants and among the scrawling ferns and moss.
The nightmares and monsters of the forests dwell here fed by our thoughts and misgivings. Enter and you will see visions of apprehension, guilt, sorrow and fright. Swirling around you from left to right and following your footsteps. A quiet place indeed. Visions travel lightly grasping at your soul.
Dark forests are void of light and flowery meadows. The evils of the world dwell here fraught by mankind.
There is nothing here for me you say? Stay in the light of the world and harbor no ill thoughts. Secrets of the soul rest in peace.
Crowns of the giant trees bask in sunlight and confess our darkest hours from their roots to the heavens above.
There is always light above the trees and the clouds in the sky. ~Patrick Timm