Walking in the old forest one will hear whispers in the cold dense air.
The words will turn you around and about in an attempt to locate the speaker. But they come from no tongue: long forgotten words, ancient bred. Lost in time, to sweep and wind their paths through the forest trees. Those who hear are granted images and stories of vast beauties and deep betrayals, but all vision passes like a dream in waking. Like attempting to seize water, the gift of the words falls, and leaves the hearer in mourning, but for what, they cannot recall.
Many are lost to the forest as they search for these fay winds. They wander as if seeking a lost lover in the bramble and the root. Lost to the world for the muttering of deeper things. Far into the unmapped forest they descend. To realms still young when the earth broke. Perhaps to find wonders and treasure as promised by the quiet voices upon the air.
It is not with treachery that the forest utters its song. It is not to feast upon prey that it acts the Siren. It is as the man breathes the forest calls. The spell that grants the trees life is this thin soft melody. The song bears the wisdom of the root, the folly of the leaf, the tranquil of the stream, the fury of the storm. It contains the quiet love of the deer, the striking death of the serpent, the freedom of the bird, the bindings of the spider. Incomprehensible and simple; the old forest utters its longing and its content.
Walk within this forest and know peace to your own unmaking.
1 comment:
I love the concept behind this one. My favorite lines are "Like attempting [...] they cannot recall", "It is as the man breathes the forest calls.", and the wrap up with the demeanors of the forest "The song bears [...] the bindings of the spider." These three lines are well done. Succinct and poetic. =)
There were some gramatical things I would have differently, just based on how I read it, but they could be completely how you intended so I will not delve. And another point of my opinion is I liked the last line as a word of warning but I would have personally liked it if it conveyed that the reader had already, after having read this, encountered the song and thereby their doom.
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