Chapter 3 – The Tree That Fell From The Sky

I have seen it.
When the day was younger.
And the night a distant tale.
When it was plenty
And scarce was its dearth
I have seen it
When words were kinder
And hearts simple and pure
When the winds were calm
And the shores untamed

I have seen it
When the land was vast
And grass tall and green
When the rivers sang
And the mountains danced 

I was there . . .
When the night fell quickly
And draped all in silence
When the veil was sewn
And hung from the sky

Still I observe
Most of them crossing
And on quest to find it
Souls scarring and tarnishing
And withering to dust

I will be here
When the sky falls down
And their quest fails
For what they seek
They had all along