Unspoken Forest

Deep into the untamed lands so alive

the ancient forest heals a frozen mind.

A sleeping monster that lets us survive.

 

Creaks, cracks, and rustles outline and contrive

a journey inside that peels the heart's rind.

Deep into the untamed lands so alive.

 

Some tragic loss of pure air will deprive

the mortal life and we shall all lay blind.

A sleeping monster that lets us survive.

 

Lively yet hidden, the woods always strive

to be a secret that no one will find.

Deep into the untamed lands so alive.

 

Organic soldiers surface and arrive

with howls or squeaks from creatures of all kinds.

A sleeping monster that lets us survive.

 

It may seem they have an unruly drive,

yet the trees and plants keep a graceful bind.

Deep into the untamed lands so alive

a sleeping monster that lets us survive. 

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