Its raining
Cats and dogs
Wind lashing at the thick foliage
Wet and shivering
I go on
On and on along the paths
Trodden by predecessors.
Thick black clouds shut out the sun
Ushering an early night.
Strange sounds confluence
To an erie silence
Alone I am
In this wildernes
None aroud
I realise.
Fear....?
But Why?
I have been like this
All along
And , now
I'm in the lap of my mother
Mother Nature.
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