The canopy conceals woven tales, muffles wanderers trapped
admidst whispering eclogues — where follies converge with purpose
Translating static murmurs of forlorn woods, anoceanic speech
branching ludicrous overlaps, brambles knot undeniable
Hushed needles beckon silent travellers
Murmurings perched on the dew-laced edge of dreams, translucent
visions, reality defies declamation, beneath verdant silence