Child in the woods, child in the world

There’s a child, a child in the woods. Little, wandering, wondering. There are dancing footsteps, crunching on twigs, dancing. Dancing, dancing, dancing. Moonlight crawls across the sky. Much slower than the clouds it goes. Whispers, hear them. Over here. Over there. Silent hushes of the haunted watching the child wandering, dancing. Little lost in the … Continue reading Child in the woods, child in the world