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[ I walk alone into the woods ]

I walk alone into the woods
All that is behind me is my shadow and fields
My burden is light, I am floating on air
Running so gracefully through flower fields
Not ashamed to live this life in it's most intimate joy
The stereo in my mind continues to play
Songs of love and hope
Need I leave all this behind?

I walk alone into the woods
The rustle of leaves and twigs underneath my feet
Haplessly walking, I do not have a care
My eyes are closing
So soothing is the gentle breeze that runs through my hair
So sacred is the temple I have constructed in my mind.

I walk alone in the woods
The water flowing through the thicket
The beauty of the sound echoing within me
My soul delights in the softest whisper
And in this moment I realize I have been sleeping
As I wake up from this dream.

Author notes

http://www.flickr.com/photos/chadmiller/353095720/

Not necessarily my favorite artwork, however one I am using as inspiration. I do not have a "favorite" artwork. Conceptually this is a lyric (perhaps still in the works), that will be going to some death metal eventually. I'm working on a concept behind my music which is semi-Danteish with a twist, that being that God has died and inadvertantly gone to Hell. I find this out in several ways. First people say "God is dead" (Not in this poem, but in another); next I disagree and can't comprehend. Next, an apparition appears and tells me he is dead; but that death is not necessarily a "bad" thing. Inadvertantly while I am wrapped in this death of God, I find myself killing myself so I can end the thoughts. I find myself in Hell, where while I lie awake in my own chamber I hear someone crying. That someone is God. I than realize that eternity has the capability of changing in a second, and that while I am in Hell; being in Hell with God is better than being in Hell alone. This parallels my life in alot of ways. Very symbolic for my own life if I can say so.

To kick it off I wanted to see something beautiful, but also use that beauty and represent it as fleeting. As it is all a dream, the rest I write is able to happen as it wants.

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  • whispernthedark Greeters member
    February 9, 2008

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    That's a great picture, and your words capture it well. Thank you for the insightful notes and for entering the contest. Good luck.

    ♥
    whisper

    p.s. my husband LOVES death metal... maybe you could let me know where we could here this.