Of Pathless Woods
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Of Pathless Woods
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The sun sinks its way through the evening sky
In a crescendo of colour
Painting a dying blaze on a canvas green
Stretched as far as the eagle's flight
Time has no meaning here
Far removed from the dealings of men
In this untrodden old growth domain
Where the paths are none and the ways are of yore
Nature's bliss untamed
By foreign species' greed
There is no need for laws
Where mankind does not dwell
A maze of root and moss
To trap the essence of life
What withers will be reborn
Rising from the forest floor
The winds that came from shores
On North-West peaceful waters
Bear every spore and seed
To fruition beyond the trees
Perpetuance of pathless woods
Of pathless woods
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