Through the Open Door

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Mindscape Two:

Escape to Innocence

Dance down the path

Plucking flowers and laughing

Where song fills the air

Like the scent of green grass

After morning dew falls

Stop on the bridge

Over looking the stream

Where reflections appear

As the skipping of stone's

Ever widening rings

The sound of the wind

As it rustles through leaves

Harmonizes with birds

And the music of minstrels

In evergreen woods

Darkness falls

The winds turn cold

In crooked, twisted, knotted, leafless oak

Strange sounds in the forest cry

The eery moon reveals a thousand eyes

Paralyzing fear now thickens

Take me through the open door alight