Beautiful… ❤

Wildwood and Wild Hunt

Breathe. Breathe.

I love the air in your lungs,
love the beating of your heart,
love the rushing of your blood.

I love your life – so cling to it.
Darkness closes around you
but your hand is in Mine.
Colour rushes from the landscape
but I will be your sight.

Your body contorts, your heart cries out
and I will be your strength.

Darling girl, I am old.
I have seen and borne much.
I can bear the weight of your pain.

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