Come to the Forest

Come to the forest

Lit by the night

Fog in wisps

Cloak the sight

The ground is clear

Of leaves and debris

But our souls aren't clear

For we strive to be free

We saw it happen

That night long ago

We watched IT come

We saw HIM go

Curious we were

When it appeared

More of the thing

Than the man whom we feared

Old in his age

He walked away

Leaving behind

The thing to stay

Moonlight shone

On its smooth white bowl

Glimmering 'neath it

Were four feet of gold

This thing we witnessed

It held water before

But water did not fill it,

Instead, blood overpoured