Hiding

I met you in the forest. You were hiding behind trees.
I am not your kind.

Still I felt your presens; silently, communicative eye to eye.
Why are you hiding from mankind?

You don’t have to speak.

A glimpse of your eyes and I understand;
I am not your kind.

Shadow in the dark

Not really sure
if you were there.
Still my encounter with you
were true.

The Forest



"Coniferous forest" - the teacher told me - consist mainly of pine, spruce and in some places larch.
But I know better;
In the forest you will encounter fairytales and hidden mysteries.