You dreamt you were walking into the Earth.
The path of descent was lit by unknown hands
guiding you further as your curiosity would allow.
You told me that after hours upon hours of walking
the path opened up wide, a chasm bigger than any
space that could be known. A beautiful forest sat
still within these deep reaches.You moved forward,
observing whether or not it was inhabited. Branches
and leaves bore an uneasy stillness. You walked
to the edge at which is began, your hands reached
and touched the ancient trunk. It felt like hardened
rock. It must be a fluke you thought. You touched
the one next to it, feeling for the warmth of life.
Nothing. Just hard permanence. It went on like this
until you realized the forest was petrified. Nothing
moved. Nothing could. Only you, moving in awed
wonder at what had been shown.
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