Natures Guardians

How did I find myself here In a place alien to me A place vertigo and huge redwood trees Laying on loamy soil head spinning around I see the blackish blue skies Yet I hear no sound There's a assembly of figures Darting here and there Spectre in movement Floating in the suffocating air I see them dance and weave Like phantoms without a care I am not sure if they notice me I am in paralysis Unable to move at all Not one little bit I watch them dance the dance of the Vanities Around the bonfire Their movements are of stealth Yet have no feet, they're floating Yet they're still not noting me Who are these alien beings And it's if through thoughts they hear me They whisper their name We are Arrohim We are spirits of the twilighting We dwell in forests paying home to the Eldritch trees We respect and tend to all of natures needs We are the permaculturalists sowing creations seed So that one day when humanity is gone This planet, this earth will surely carry on You have the choice to travel back into your life Or you can join us and become spiritual sprites And ensure that nature shines is beautiful light so bright So unsure I was but with little to leave behind I chose to join them and leave mankind behind.