There was a hushed magic that rang through the forest

that bounced between the trees–

weaving itself between the branches and reflecting off the snow-padded ground.

In this stillness I felt a rush, an excitement. . . I had been here before.

I had been here,

–the color, the weight, the depth–

a familiar pressure tensed around my body.

What was it that my body remembered

and that my mind had forgotten?

March 2021

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