Forest Unknown

A misty forest around me glows

the treetops so thick

the moonlight barely shows.

With aching knees I walk ahead

between vines and humungous flower beds.

The crows, they sing

a song of life and death

forever temping me

as I pass them holding my breath.

A whispering wind accompanies me

as I tread through this forest

so very deep.

And as time goes by

and my journey continues

I ask a many question

by no replies ensue.

Hours, days, they go on by

and though sleep keeps on calling

curiosity, I cannot deny

keeps my moving.

...

I forever walk along this path stone cold

through this forest, alone.

I forever walk this path so cold

to places unknown.