Heritage of the Natural Realm

Around me they circle Emerald tones of past and present Oaken beings stand tall The sturdy mounds of granite surround us all Sapphire glowing above Bask in the glory of our mother She protects us ever still and so we shall reciprocate for without her glory we are but lost souls on a journey to nothingness Oh mother, hear our call We summon you to show us the way For we are lost in the wilderness Within us, we bear the torch The virtues of our matriarch Embedded in our every being To be awakened She is eternal After the eras of our occupation we shall soon wither And you shall so beautifully remain...

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025