Pearl Stringing, Freelance Graphic Designer, StudioG-Creative.com

A cottage in the forest

When the talking is done

And the goodbyes said

All is quiet, at home, in my head

I wait alone for dreams, in bed

The merest whisper of my soul, I hear

Speaking of love and longing, dear

Of distance that hearts have bridged, already

So far apart we are and yet, so near love’s eddy

A lullaby rises unbidden from my depths

Singing a song, that hushes my lips

I listen to the mysterious lore, murmur

Take me there once more, once more

When I emerge from that quiet lake

And walk through forest trails, hushed awake

Amidst trees, birds and butterflies who know

It is to the cottage of my dreams that I go

For it is there that my dreams now reside

In the forest, by the light

Embracing the one, who loves me

To feel alive, happy and free!

- Anita Atina