Let me tell you a story

In a time

Long ago

When the mountain snows

First blushed

Under the kiss

Of Father sky

When the raging rivers

Were still but babbling brooks

Singing sweetly to the stone

There was only one forest

One great wood

Under the mountain

And it was green

It breathed in

It breathed out

Sweet, warm, comforting

Like the breath of a lover

And it's lover

Was Father sky

Who's heat

Made the trees of the forest

Tremble

Twist and turn

Reaching for his warmth

The Great forest unfurled her leaves

Birthed of the loving light

That Father sky had given her

But one day

Father sky was different

He gave less of his warmth

He gave less of his light

He gave less, of his love

But the Great forest was ok

She knew Father sky still loved her

So her leaves still breathed

And the forest was green

But the next day

Father sky gave even less

And the great forest, began to wonder...

If he truly loved her

But the warmth was still good

The light was still strong

So the Great forest breathed

And the forest was green

But, every day

Father sky gave less and less

Until one day it began to feel cold

In the absence of his love

And the Great forest knew

That Father sky loved her no more

She became angry...

Her leaves turning from green....to red

In anger, she withheld her breath

But soon, her anger dissolved

Into an unbearable sorrow

And all the leaves of the Great forest

Withered, died...and fell

As she wept for her lost love.