The Ancient's Plea

deep within the forest's dream where the ancients sleep and memories play a message now comes forth, riding alongside these rustling leaves if we but still our spirits here shhhh! quiet please, and listen... the answer without a question asked remains, where turmoil lives if allowed to breathe and gain as the footsteps wait for long awaited change. let us overcome and put to rest, this darker side of emptiness this gaping sphere of loneliness full of frantic attempts at nothing less than perfection, hear the screams inside the leavesas we stand here in this forest, deep on this sacred ground, now chanting loud pleading desperately. break these chains, be free...