The Lyrics From Billy's Forest Chapter Seven

I am a Poet. I write in a forest. As of late. I've been called to write inside a circle of trees at the Billy Graham Library in Charlotte, NC. Sitting within the whispers of wind. I hear words. It is the presence of an energy so many have walked away from. My choice is to write without ever looking back at what was placed on the page until the moment I arrive sometime in the future. Today is December 1, 2015. The story you'll hear was penned out on September 1, 2015. Together we'll hear the lyrics for the first time from Billy's forest.