Through The Forest Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Through the forest there is a path which the ax-man
Laid-
So you could come to town, to look so fetching on
You way through the
Sad wilderness
For all of the wolves lounging in the shadows:
And you were skipping underneath a castle,
And you were ranging underneath a star
Whilst the sea curled and curled
And you imagined your way to her- dressed all in
Red, you somehow emerged from the wilderness
Only to be eaten by the very one whom you thought
Was safe to be your own.