Mendsenmead

Only in the forest,
deep beneath the stars,
travelling with the sound
of the murmuring stream,
I find the ancient way,
lost in the glare of day
by more than I would care to count.
So let me on this journey go
deeper in the deepening gloom,
deeper where my soul has room,
here beneath the watchful stars,
among the shadows of mighty trees,
touched by the chill that rides along the breeze,
beckoned by the hand
of that which leads me on;
not here in the bed my age would lie upon,
but there beneath the stars,
in the Weald of Mendsenmead,
shall I find my sleep indeed
in the Realm of Once Upon,
in the forest that has gone.

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