In The Forest >2 Poem by James McLain
In The Forest >2
Consumed from within it becomes.
Fatigued,
are the rings at the center.
It is fatigued.
Many long roads.
Heavy the load.
Before dawn came were the dreams.
We have withstood long after.
We have died long before.
When the tallest stands heavy and is loved.
We go down to the moss covered bed.
And the shadows are gray like my bark.
It blows from the north,
then runs down south, O' my center.
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