This Ancient Forest
What forest stands with trees so old
for no man dared to hew them down
whose storied lives could be foretold
from prairie lands to distant town
~
Tho ancient man fought wars they waged
and blood that seeped into the ground
yet even when their voices raged
these trees stood silently around
~
Thus darkly shadowed there within
we see the wild ones dwelling now
who none would thus commit a sin
or even know the reason how
~
Now ghostly sentinels they stand
and reach up to the golden suns
whose roots cling roughly to the land
whereby a quiet stream that runs
~
Such secrets kept will not be told
for in this forests ancient land
where many died tho they grew bold
yet still their souls live deep in sand
©Neva Loretta Brown
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