a story

May be one day, may be one time, may be I take a picture,
I will show you a place, people say its magic.
You have take of the shoes, bring a gift, a necklace and leave near a tree.
Walk on the wet grass, touch it, wipe face, hug a tree, something like this.
I have been a few times.
Its special land, after you have to lie down, close your eyes first, relax,
open eyes and look up in the sky. 
Old woman used to put honey in person's hands, say words to take away all don't want, talk about life, give bread and milk,  feed like a baby,
And after all becomes good.