A walk through familiar landscapes,
streams and gnarled trees,
rocks and damp moss.
Then an eldritch thing,
something from another world,
and we can only stare.
For a moment, the familiar landscape becomes strange –
the stream speaks a forgotten tongue,
ancient messages are scawled in the twisted bark,
the stones mark their age at a time of forgotten beasts,
and the moss is a [...]
Posted on July 21st, 2009 by Kenton and Rebecca
Filed under: Nature Mysteries | 7 Comments »
