Wondering Under Trees of Old

Wondering under trees of old
secrerts held in root and leave
of wonderful times
behoynd our reach.

Wondering under talll old men
Trees of old
Their stories untold
Wishing I knew there tounge
to speak with them
to sing their songs

Walking ancient graceful still
Talking trees with hearts
on earth and hill
they dwell and sway
with wind each day
sending stories miles away

Just to look upon the forest of Fangorn
to be held high in the arms of Treebeard
to be lead to his home
at the root of mountains
and placed to rest at the Entwash fountain.

The elves made magic
when they woke them long ago
magic eternally lying in trees of old
Magic that lurks sometimes unspoken
and other times their slumber broken.

Wondering under trees of old
secrerts held in root and leave
of wonderful times
behoynd our reach.

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