The Overgrowth

It comes in waves... An echo of the forest pulse How could I stay? I had to find the haunted soul Deeper, I wade through the redwood glade Till the verdant circle appears Surrounded by gossamer lights that collide With the stars as the heart draws me near The overgrowth (We'll be swallowed by the source) I had a vision of the garden flooding through my withered veins The veil of separation evaporated we became One within the fall, and blooming into spring Tendrils fused into my spine as I felt sequoias breathe I knew the ache of ancients and the innocence of ferns We shed our isolation, and to soil we returned I became The Evergreen Bound to the forest Tethered in the thicket throne Commanding giants I am the Keeper of the Grove