
Stepping back in time
Helpless and uprooted
Thirstily searching for Life
Charred discarded memories
Hide in empty vessels
Bottled up Emotions
Weeping with nostalgia
Open eyes observing
Mossy melancholy
Dark decaying circles
Rings of life, and death
Bearded branches bearing
Overhanging islands
Wizened witches fingers
Slowly shedding skin
The ancient paths where legions trod
Adorned with hostile emblems
Non-native invaders thriving
Surviving futile floods
Dryadic burrs lie twisted
By shallow shifting sands
Relics of rotten remains
Receive a new awakening
Gushing rapids foaming
to the Wild Boar’s Pool
Constant flowing waters
Reflecting on times past
Sunbeams over Nemeton
Pierce the Veil of Sleep
Sinister skeletal symbols
Monuments to life
Warped wefts of wisdom
Frame palimpsestic paths
Sacred standing stones
Cover ritualistic remains
Barbaric battlefields beckon
Shackled and forbidden
For those who draw the short straw
Mortality confirmed