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.
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