Time winds and follows
circling around roots
whispers of the sea oaks
echo between ringless lines.
Leaves speak the silent language
like ages etched upon bark
nectar words drip down.
Can you listen to the breathing?: Gamma from Yew Codex
Sounds from deep beneath
rolling in waves less seen
songs by the ancient growth
molded into masks unseen.
Can you decipher?
Enter the forest and learn
the written truth of time
join hands with the sky.