A Forest Of Colours

The forest a blanket of colour.        
A colony of noises echoing through the canopy.   
Ancient pillars from the past.   
Remnants long forgotten in time
The chromatic birds airborne above   
Each with a pallets of many tones.  
Their songs are filled with sweet sorrow as they call out to each other.
The forest forever growing bigger
The shadows endlessly stretching to the horizon    
Leaves dropping the forest is dying.  
It is no more