In the woods where shadows play,
Listen. The breeze tells tales of forgotten ways.
Follow the laughter, but heed the dark hum
Trails of dew drops become a path to some. Explore the echoes
Beneath a tree with roots like fingers,
Dig. Old stories bloom like trapped singers.
A locket whispers secrets of long-lost men,
Their eyes are here, and there are darkened glens. Discover the secrets
Twilight brings colors unseen by day,
Dance in circles, where shadows betray.
Sing the melody—an owl will follow
To the silver streams where none walk in hollow. Walk the river