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Going Home

i look up at the dark cliffs
shining like black glass
the reflection of the water
dancing on the granite
lulling me to believe

i look down back at the cliffs
the grass behind me
waving like a sea of soft pale green
dancing in the wind's touch
lulling me still to believe

i hear the wind kiss the grass
the great forest surrounds me
muted shadows cool the ground
whispering secrets in the leaves
lulling me again to believe

i pass the great forest's edge
the tree stands waiting for me
the golden green leaves protect
calling me home to their warmth
knowing that i now believe.