Nature Falls

Towards the woods I made my way And trees of green there lay Swaying in the gentle breeze With branches in the mist The leaves they sing a rustling song The birds they fly in lines of long The leaves the branches try to hold Afraid to lose them in the cold The trees give whispers to each other Speaking through the winds that shudder Beauty was all on my mind And helped my troubled heart to chime With sudden change the axemen came Their swinging weapons left untamed Hewn were trees from trunk to trunk What's left of them were wooden chunks And when one falls the others weep With painful sighs, the sadness they keep "Oh my Lord, thou save us! Save us! Blades that hurt and blades that rust Blades that put us in sleeps that's cursed Blades from men that's full of lust Save us! Save us! Wilt thou save us!" Those were sobs the trees cried out Trees of tall and trees of stout Trees of young and trees of old Those were the words that were told With sadness and eternal fear And from thy's eyes there came a tear