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.
