Into the Wood

The deep woods beckoning me to wander,

Draw me into the dark depths, to blindly blunder,

Into the rippling, billowing shadow falling under,

So I stare, enthralled and rapt with misty wonder,

The silence singing in my ears, a deafening thunder,

When sudden claws tears my rapture asunder,

Catching hold of my thoughts in horror,

Leaving me to hang here, caught and conquered,

How much longer will I be left to ponder,

In the deep woods beckoning me to wonder?