Sanely_sam

  In emerald depths, where shadows loom A silvery enchantress, dispelling gloom, She emerges, soft and pale, From the trees, a cosmic veil. With whispers of the ancient night, She bathes the forest in her light, A symphony of silvered hues, Where darkness blends with moonlit blues. Oh, silvery enchantress, pure and bright, You paint the forest in your light, A canvas of celestial art, Where dreams and moonlight intertwine, from heart to heart. In hushed embrace, the forest sighs, As lunar beams caress the skies, A tapestry of light and shade, Where nature's secrets gently cascade

this realm of contrasts,   To escape the confines of this place, Where joy and misery dance,   A symphony of light and shade,  I find my spirit in a trance. Bound by the echoes of time,  I yearn to break free, And set my soul truly wild and free.   Yet, within this paradox,  a solace I find,  A hidden grace, a rebirth of the mind.  This is my comeback place,  Where I reclaim my power,  Where I shed my old skin and rise anew,           Forevermore.