Cave

Cave

Early autumn found me

Lost in the woods

Years of familiarity

Erased

Whispers from the trees

Guided me

Along badger paths

And fox runs

To a new destination

The reward for following the whispers 

A small cave

Dressed in ferns

Invited me in

Breath rising in clouds

Roiling

Coiling

Curling

In the warm evening air

Alive

All possibility

Dimpsey time come early

Inside these walls

Icy water filtering down

To pool on the floor

Overspilling

Joining the beck 

To dance over pebbles

Singing watery songs

Meandering down the valley

Showing me my path

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