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crossroads of a thousand trees

Crossroads After a Night of Rain

crossroads of a thousand trees

crossroads of a thousand trees
where books reverberate
and latent energy
produces armor in a furnace

better to keep intuition
where the body has no role
so your mind is in your mouth
and your weapon rests below your hip

challenged by filtrated light
faulty enough to convey meaning
through the meandering boughs

listening to the familiar
converted revolution

dead scent of fate
tired and disappointed
in the crossroads of the trees


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Prompt: Standing at the crossroads  –  Prompt # 136

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