It calls to me in whispers

Blowing on the breezetwin

Tracks me with a beacon

Sewn deep within the mind

Memories burn like embers

Vivid dreams ignite the flame

Need simmers just beneath

Ache begins to spread

Yearning spirits appear

Pulling the veil aside

No longer able to resist

I place down my weights

Drawing closer to the sounds

Sweet songs become clear

Boughs of waving armsmoss

Welcome me home

Saturating the stirring air

Chants of love are heard

Replaced with serenity

Chaos has melted away

Giving thanks to the forest

For the soft moss

I walk upon