Forest's shadows

This is my new world, made of faint light,

silences and mysteries, it seems to be lost in a

desert with marked and dark confinements.

Filter strange lights accompained by strange

complaints, these bodies of wood seem prepared

as they want to protect me, but at the same time

they remember thousand warriors lined up for

beginning an endless battle.

At every breath my feelings are conflicting;

now I am the master of everything.

I caresses the cold and damp surfaces of this

great work, I feel to transmit in my body a new

sap a sour nectar that flows in me;

I see the change of shades in time,

suddenly they change they change theyr own

conformation, look like

for long times my mind is disconnect

from the body and feeling of plesant desperation

submerges me.

Shades of immovable souls, shades of fruits

doomed to death shades of centenary presences.

Forest's Shadows, endless as the time,

dark as the pain.

Forest's Shadows.