Hello.

My Interpretation: Oasis in the Forest.

How do I get out of here? They are closing in on me. This world has gone to pot. The alien culture is taking over and atrocities are everywhere. What I can I do to survive? I leave in the middle of the night.

Somehow to avoid capture we ended up in this wilderness. By foot we travel far and wide searching for food water or wine. Today, is like any other day hunger yells, only slight smells and the sounds of the forest prevail.

Exhaustion, dehydration and lethargy often are at hand. Even still we must trudge on. They could be at our heels--they could want us for a meal.

Finally, a light in the darkness...a home with a stack--and a person to feed us a warm little snack. The adventure is not over; a refugee's plea: help me, help you, for...I go on one knee.

What a beautiful light this house is in the dark forest. What a beautiful glow it casts forward. Invite me in I once said, invite me still one left for dead?

--Alysia Heyer

Song selection: "Worlds Apart" by Jars of Clay