The Forest That Calls

The forest calls me. I can't wait to see it.

The forest calls me. I crave it.

I'll ask questions that can never be answered.
I call back to the forest, it doesn't respond.
It can't. It doesn't know how.

The forest that calls me.
I look out as I lay here and wait for the call.

I watch the trees and I watch the birds.
The forest that calls me will take me one day.

I watch the seasons pass.
I watch the trees fall.
I watch the forest call.

The forest can only call me when I don't feel quite right.
The forest that calls me will take me one day.

I won't mind that day. The forest has called me.

The forest has told promises I know it will keep.
The forest has told me "The earth was not ment to be reaped."

Humans had taken from it.
Animals have fled the way humans did all that time ago.
Humans don't remember their roots, but you can it said.

Humans will fall.
The forest, it calls.

"Be patient and wait"

The forest that calls me will take you one day.

The forest has not fallen.
The forest has not forgotten.

I will listen to the rain.
I will listen to the crave.
As flowers grow over my grave.
I hope you read this and change.
The forest that calls me has taken me this day.