The grove of pine....

[Crimson Stormfire]

leaving the sea of shattered dreams behind,
I have entered the sacred grove.
a circle of of pine and stone,
centered in a clearing in the black forest
there's an ancient long house nearby
long ago abandoned yet still inviting.
the stars stretch endlessly overhead.
twinkling in their laughter and dance.
there is place for a fire in the centre,
but i will not build one tonight.
for i am content to sit and watch the stars.
and listen to the earth as the stones whisper,
the wind sighs, and the grasses murmur,
i listen and hear them as all the heavens
stretch out above me, I lay back and sleep.
dreaming in the grove of pine and stone.