Rewild my brave forest heart

I have sturdy antlers grown,

Rockpool eyes and forest heart,

Roots weaving, drumming tapestries,

Through soil webs

My blood river snakes -

Round heart-castle,

Moated red.

I am deep green and moss and root

No Trojan Horse shall pass -

For I quietly burned the drawbridge,

My blood runs sepia now

And I will only be whole

With out their extraction -

For they smiled and proudly built

A billion tiny plastic nooses

From which to hang my love.

I am deep green and moss and root,

I know what is -

Slowly simmering,

Inconvenient ashes,

A once voluptuous planet -

Rich lapis blue -

Now fire smoke cradles a sawn ivory horn,

Too many lost to silence.

I am deep green and moss and root,

I shall gently wrap the broken horn

In the true love

Of a blossom blanket

In the true love

Of a clear night sky

In the true love

Of a single sunset

In the true love

Of a rainbow

Carried by a thousand hands

And one Spring day

I will be made whole again -

By the unconditional love

I owe myself,

Forever Rewilding

My brave forest heart.