I live close to the forest
I live close to the beach,
I feel nature flowing through me
I feel the eldritch power,
That emanates from the trees
I feel the sense of the sea,
As it consumes the soul of me
I feel the pagan reach,
I feel the druids hand
Upon my shoulders
In this natural wonderland,
It then has made me bolder,
I’ve witnessed it’s darkness
I’ve been overawed by its light,
I’ve been a party too
The need for fight or for flight,
I’ve seen things
That many have not known
Heard the incantations,
Of salvation and sorrow
I felt the heat from the simulation,
I’ve seen the wicker man
Burning through the night,
I feel the elemental witchcraft
That caused within me fright,
I felt my body drifting out to sea
On waves of illusions,
Is it reality or is it dreams
I wake up sometimes
Startled and then I scream,
Sometimes I find myself
Up and sleepwalking
And oftentimes I find myself,
Subjected to sleep paralysis
Unable to move at all,
And I am not a fantacist
I am just a pawn to be played,
In all that is mystical
In a land governed by natures rules.
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