The forest of skeletons
Where each one was naked
And each branch of bone
Had a color dark and faded

Where life was once existent
Is now a flame that doesn't burn
But the desire still exists
For that life to return

What's left is a large perimeter
Of skeletons hanging low
In every visible place
The skeletons refused to grow

But as time passed
A light shined through
The skeletons were no longer naked
As their skin grew

The skin was green
And bright and vivid
Stimulating colors
The light gifted

Flowers grew
On every skeleton in every corner
On top of the forest
Where the climate was warmer

The forest of skeletons
Where each one was thriving
Was now a forest of life
With spring arriving