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