In the woods where light never penetrates Where only the dark oak grows. Permeating The air does the barks sap seep unto the Surrounding never letting lights magnificence Pierce its veil darkness in this place grows.
Black leaves as dark and rigid as coal, all That land upon their veins where the light Of life flourished was drank, Like an Autumn leaf does this empty husk now Cursed grey, gently slump greeting the floor.
In this darkened place of soulless sap, Where leaves are black and veins feast upon life. A glimmer of light floated Above the canopy, a single breath of Sunlight touching the core of a young Sapling showing it the light banishing The influence of darkness away.
As the little one grew where blades Of raven tried to cut it down, shards Now turned supple and green. Spreading Life where only darkness loomed, The Green leaves did reflect light unto the Dark piercing into this mournful place.
It was but one in a crowd of many, but That ray of sunlight every morning widening Its energies, as grass grew greener in glazed Darkened place. it was a beacon of life growing Stronger everyday, and when all the leaves of Raven black had fed their last, and life was in Its place then this would be a day when sunlight Shone banishing the darkness every single day.