And I see myself walking down the middle of a forest…Its surrounded by giant trees… they give a strange peace inside.. The sound of jingles and bells, the chiming bell –like laughter makes me feel I am surrounded by elves or are they mischievous pixie ladies…? The shadows play strange games with the light and dark, the burst of sunlight is just what it is , it bursts through the trees brightly and flashes on the eyes….and then break deliciously into snowflake shapes.. Is that a lone flute player sitting in the base of the grandfather tree.. I stand to listen to him, entranced..I am waylaid and I am happy….Keep talking to me, I belong only to you now…

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