The Sap Turns To Amber

From dry wooden cracks Seeps the elixir of life Oozing out of its earthy shell It crawls upon the outer walls Of its once eternal prison It flows and covers Encompasses and drowns all Preserving death within its clarity All else seems insignificant and weak Thus it perishes before the creeping nectar from within The elements awaken And let loose upon the forgotten and the lost Time passes and clouds pass by Frayed by the undying winds The Sap Turns to Amber Carries within its crystal the tales of an era Trapped now in golden glass Forever preserved, yet still forgotten So the amber in our hearts preserves Our defeats and triumphs Within its recesses Only the foolish are captivated by the luster And only the wise see through to its core