death forgotten timeless trees
as winged spirits take their final fly
the trees still reach into the sky
still reach into the darkness of the infinite

high atop immortal pines
where birds go to die
in whispers, their songs fill the night
a sacred resting place, one last time

secrets hidden in the over growth
a single feather rest
never to take flight again
A realm unseen by mortal eye,
where birds go to die