Alice was casually walking
In the giant sea of plants and trees
Where animals were crying
Their soul in this nightly disease
This wood had something strangely different
From all the things she had already seen
And as she was picking a fern in a small grunt
She heard a tiny movement in the green
As she looked up she was amazed
But also completely shocked, in disbelief
At the sight of this religious gaze
Those eyes that she could not perceive
For she was at a very large distance
From the dark specter
In an unbelievably clear substance
It was in front of her
There was a woman in a long dress
Who looked at her like a lioness
When she began to walk in the water
Alice knew what was happening to her
The ghost was now running
Alice wanted to escape this thing
So she also began to run
And never saw again the nun.
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Collection of Mystical Poetry
PoesiaHere you will find a collection of english poetry. It will deal with such themes as empowerment, nature, feminism, open mindsets or spirituality.