king forest

Dreamer you have beckoned me

charcoal midwife amidst mist

refraining relic rain

where frequent stone dwellers

erudite ermine

otter opus

from hill mounts

let us awaken

finding foxglove

fox tails weave in rustic armour

o virtuous tree through

your trunk of hollow

once more each russet leaf

speaks sylvan

 

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