Into The Abyss Of Forgotten Woods

When a forest dies and hearts are asleep with unforeseeing fascination I was there and they were silent I screamed but they were silent the trees standing proudly in their white dresses watching me from the distance nobody and nothing was able to make them speak to me and forgive me one night I met a tree tired and bleeding I sit near by I'm listening to her cry pain so deadly embraced me and I was united with my thought and spirit she looked at me in a mournful rapture she gave me the sign to carry on with my journey