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~Winds of Warning~ "NO!" screamed the woodsman As he ran past our clan "I heard it. I'm next. Help me!" he cried Watching him scurry in terror, I sighed Everyone knew the story, the tale, the curse When through the woods you did traverse From the time you heard the singing within Only three nights were left until your end "Not just for me, but for all of you too!" The madness had started, for that we knew A poisonous mushroom perhaps he ate? Death is the only thing that might await With dark circles from lack of sleep He ran door to door, no sanity to keep "It's telling us to stop expanding our village!" Like the druids whose wilderness "too much did we pillage" From annoyance, our sympathy quickly waned For three days endlessly, did it seem he complained It was the final day, so we said our goodbyes In hope to soon find peace in his demise As the sun slowly fell below the trees A sweet singing could be heard carried on the breeze Not just for the woodsman, but for all to hear Whatever it came from, was drawing near The ground suddenly began to quake In the town square, did all the villagers await From within the forest did enormous bulls emerge On the ground like a river, did boundless snakes surge I quickly turned round, my feet did not drag Only to find us surrounded by gigantic stags A booming voice from behind them did give rise From out the veil he stepped, tree-like body and glowing eyes With just a glance, everyone knew the stories were all true Like an endless number of branches from his head, antlers grew "The Great Horned One" had we angered with our greed I SENT YOU MANY WARNINGS, BUT NONE OF THEM DID YOU HEED Too much had we taken without concern Too many animals had been eaten without giving in turn Never had we asked for his blessing, but instead Only taking, as the forest cut by our deeds endlessly blead FOR WHAT YOU HAVE TAKEN, IT IS TIME TO GIVE BACK As vines whipped up around our legs in quick attack Our bodies squeezed dry, our village swallowed whole Into new trees were guided our souls In balance did he keep, as we've lived on as nature Only in our bodies' death, could we see something greater Through our leaves on the wind do we sing warnings to those That their respect for nature into greed might transpose ~Aolis | |