Sound of the Forest

Her voice trailed along the moonlit path

Like old whispers in a forgotten language

Transmitting the fragments of a message

That only the oldest trees could translate


I wandered through the enchanted void

Looking to uncover a piece of this magic

Following the changing patterns of light

Waiting for my body to inherit wisdom


Each new vision became more elusive

Pushing my memory particles astray

Until the voice washed away my fears

Forming clear, soft words in the dark…

“Follow the lifetimes, and watch your body grow… here, in our forest.”