Pilgrimage to our roots

The gargantuan great oak trees now bloomed

The verdant leaves left lingering visions

And because of this, despair was now doom

And the roots great whales, so the decision 

I left the city and walked on my way

The forest closed around a forsaken path

I walked for years where the animals play

And I at last felt nature's fierce wrath

Where fallen trees lie desolate and dead

And moonlight descends in soft yellow glow 

At last, I am in place to rest my head

When respite ends I go to place unknown

So wandered world's end for revelation

Modern life was nature deprivation