on tiptoe we walked
as the breaking sun rays burst
forth opening up
a lush green cathedral of
redwoods chanting hymns for us.
A Thief In The Night
white halos dead straight
ahead flash like spotlights in
dense fog that has crept
wrapping itself around all
that breathes stealing their secrets
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