Vibrant rays of the ancient sun bring forth the dawn
Contemplating leaving earth and all its strife behind
Spawned in at the epic trees sweet merci
The culmination of its penance and it’s energy
Coarse sand drying out his lifeless feet
Standing still for days on end, staring at the sea
Closes eyes, feeling the freedom breeze
New to him this strange feeling of anxiety
Frigid waters of uncertainty
made ever more appealing by the ominous presence
of the epic tree
The traveller chose descending
His feeble body offered to
the pitch black depths of sea
