Space's black;
Imitated by a dense forest's haunting limbs,
Casting an aerial shadow from God's night eye.
They weave upon this backdrop,
Climbing stairs and dancing to nature's hushed music, before my eyes.
Despite the ghastly image, it invites me in,
And I follow.
Dare not question in.
Now a hill is ascended as if no other option is presented.
Each step uncovering a new piece of the infinite landscape.
All being formed mere fractions of time before
I'm allowed to view.
Finally-
Light, pure night's essential light,
Radiating this newly created environment.
Steps taken, beauty found.
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