Deep in the woods in the complexity of wild environ through the hills ever green forest competition steep chorus of survivors skyward Travel for hours through mystery miles where aging trees expanded rings of growth like income piles sending trunks spanning across the wild Through rain, wind and settled snow a few trees toppled over light barely reaching Earth beseeching ground Awaiting the day when humans would visit sheltered in its mossy bed is a book of time's unread kismet Rarely seen the special place on way to/from town gone with saw bite haste left to the realm of forms gone without a trace It lives in memory the special place disappeared forever future's forgotten space where life once stood Rain trickles rivulets down bare muddy hills flowing fast with stumps to catch memory's rest wasted going past known with the All-knowing.
