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The Legend
As you walk
through the forest with trees overhead,
You can feel the presence, or so it's been said.
His eyes are
upon you as you stroll through the trees,
He is the WoodSpirit who hides in the leaves.
The forest is
home to WoodSpirits a plenty,
His sightings are few, but his numbers are many,
A walk through
the forest, a glance at a branch,
A glance at a WoodSpirit happens by chance.
From the roots
that are anchors, to the tips of his leaves,
He is the Caretaker to all that he sees.
If you enter
the forest with intentions of evil,
A WoodSpirits wrath can cause an upheaval.
Though his face
is hidden beneath the bark,
A nimble knife can release his true heart.
Can hair be
feathers? Can beards be leaves?
A WoodSpirit lives for those who believes.
Is it man or
beast? Is it woman or bird?
Any combination of these is what I have heard.
The life is
eternal, so I've been told,
The Spirit of the Woods wears the face of the old.
Though the
numbers are many, his sightings are few,,"
A Woodspirits presence can bring luck to you.
Michael D. Sadkin
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