If sleep were to come here
I would turn my back
As the sun of tomorrow
Lies on it’s side and closes it’s eyes
To light shadow faces
Tracing sunken trunks and moss covered fissures
In this forest of the night.
Where the depths of the canopy drown decades of decayed wood
And we walk in the darkness, towards the light.
This forest of the night we must pass through
This surround of light
Drenched in darkness.
Sleep green in the forest
We’ll wake with the same sun
And take leave this evening
Wherever we’ve dreamed