Forest's shadows

This is my new world, made of faint light,
silences and mysteries, it seems to be lost in a
desert with marked and dark confinements.
Filter strange lights accompained by strange
complaints, these bodies of wood seem prepared
as they want to protect me, but at the same time
they remember thousand warriors lined up for
beginning an endless battle.
At every breath my feelings are conflicting;
now I am the master of everything.
I caresses the cold and damp surfaces of this
great work, I feel to transmit in my body a new
sap a sour nectar that flows in me;
I see the change of shades in time,
suddenly they change they change theyr own
conformation, look like
for long times my mind is disconnect
from the body and feeling of plesant desperation
submerges me.
Shades of immovable souls, shades of fruits
doomed to death shades of centenary presences.
Forest's Shadows, endless as the time,
dark as the pain.
Forest's Shadows.