in the forests of my land
trees fell in an unquestionable manner
in my heart, I truly believed
the pine, spruce, oak, and willow
split in two for the two of us
I didn’t believe they could fall for any other reason.
their dusty insides were just a cause to an effect
the translucent nymphs that fled from them were kind spirits
the queen deep within was a goddess of sorts
but then I saw them for what they were.
who learned their ways in my own homeland