There is sickness afoot

Poisons in the air

Illusions they surround us

In the language of despair


An experiment gone wrong

Like a madness given wings

A sour note to a song

Like a songbird that never sings


And yet the forest stands resolute

Always one with the earth

Beneath the stars so very mute

Awaiting our rebirth


To the flow of the river songs

Full of wisdom, wit and mirth

In nature’s garden where we belong

Always one with the earth