Young smooth woodland, culled of beast, dryad, shades,
Small groves given reprieve, with surface roots delving,
Sifting sod, sustained on the ancient primal essence,
Of the old ones, fallen forests festering putrescence,
Forgotten nymphs, now compost the humus - feeding,
Saplings, orphaned roots cede to encroaching glades.
Further down, the blood of still more ancient spirits,
Great titans that ruled seas, plains, and woodlands,
Bones etching stones in a revelation of past destiny,
Dinosaurs, dragons, leviathan, a veritable bestiary,
With forgotten flora -- bleed crude into miserly hands,
These covetous exiles, consuming creation -- dispirit,
The holy places.
