leo_the_leo23
As I walk into the dark night of the forest with only a lantern and a devotion inside me to find something buried, but finding something graceful. Setting my lantern down, as I do this it makes long and elegant shadows creeping up on the trees. I see a shadow on the ground that leads me to you. Slipping my hand between your head and the earth. I pick you up gently. Unsure, but, knowing I will not ask you where you came from. I will not ask you, neither should you. Stumbling, starting to collapse still having a ways to go before we get to the cabin. Finally getting there taking a deep breath, smelling the moisture in the air, looking up thinking how it could rain. I start taking you in to the bedroom, laying you down in the bed, and unfolding a blanket to cover your shaking body. After that, desperate to take a break I slammed my aching body onto the chair next to the bed. Not able to sleep,my brain is having a running marathon. I am not able to stop it.
The sunshine pushing in through the blind. Warm wind comes gushing in I am enlightened with fresh air, taking a bite out of it. Gently opening my eyes, you were still asleep looking innocent and pure. I get up gently not wanting to wake you. I walk outside and sit down thinking, after a while. You come walking out looking for answers. Even when I told what happened you were still confused wanting to ask questions but in some sad way you already knew. After a couple of days you were still here unsure where to go but with no fear. Your eyes are still seeking and so are mean. We haven't talked, I don't even know your name. We just set on the porch and stare feeling like we know each other but knowing that's not it. Both wanting to ask questions but not wanting or knowing how to give answers. That's s why I will not ask you where you came from, I will not ask you, neither would you.
Go listen to the song
Like real people do by Hozier