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The Moss Edges aka "Fangorn"
By Jay Requard
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| Fangorn Forest by Isidora |
Northern symphonies sink within high-mind joys,
racing the green strip to stars set at sun’s tide,
endless, and endless, and endless…
I slither like the skywalkers, a shivering serpent,
smoky songs low in my throat while shadows shift,
forever the shadows shift on…
Time.
Time halts at the edge of a white bank,
the Ent’s hands grinding herbs between his bark.
He looks up from the lump he makes,
wondering how much time he wastes by the stream.
Far off the wanderer presses through the forest,
a bowl burning in his lips,
knowing that stars lie ahead on the other side.Check out my books.
