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I came to a path where I couldn’t see
The branches and leaves scratched my face, 
The canopy blocked out the Sun, only small
Bullets of light piercing through onto me and
The forest floor.
My eyes closed and my face winced,
Hands as antennae feeling through
What once was clear was now some murky hue.
Some time passed, I lost some hope, slipped away
Forgot the smell of the grass.
Unrequested, I sensed an urge, to find and seek
My former state, those old-time smells.
I clawed and struggled, cursed and pained,
And then one day a calling came. The branches moved,
The wind blew through, an unseen hand had touched the moon.
Through ceiling leaves this moonlight grew, until I bathed in it;
It rained on me, my old things, washed away, my blood and tears
And sweat all mixed, and in the moonlight looked so new.
I raised my head, and opened eyes, and met a big surprise.
The path had ended, there was no track, just a small mess at my back.
I looked across the river and saw a man I never saw before. He stared at me,
I stared at him; I started walking in the moonlight.