The Last Journey to the Woods

i confess my sins to spruces this ravine is my church a cold colder than this cold world warms my bleeding heart the caress of branches the runes of roots secret message behind the leaves behnd this tihck wooden door i was born when wolves chanted their hymns i mourned with fall and rejoiced with spring now in this cavity i cloak myself with with nature's eternity i break the seal of bark the forest spread wisde fast faster than my ardent soul is the pace of death sympathy of the wolves the last last song my final unconscious meditation washes away every right and wrong i was born when wolves chanted their hymns i mourned with fall and rejoiced with spring now in this cavity i cloak myself with nature's eternity one with this soil worms inside of me thousand pieces of my mind now shattered among sand stars