Ancient Bones [POEM]

Take a stroll into the woods,

feel the life that thrives and grows,

and when you stop, listen now,

for the woods have a mouth

and a long story to tell.

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Ancient Bones

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Photographer: Johannes Plenio

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I took a trip to the hollow woods,

There, I stumbled upon ancient bones,

They all crackled with excitement as

I sat down to listen to their tale,

With ancient tongue written in their voice,

They told me all the secrets they've heard,

Funny secrets, foolish secrets, and

Of course, the most dangerous secrets,

With wisdom thought to be forgotten,

They shared with me some tales from their time,

Stories thought to have been lost for good,

Thought to have been vanquished forever,

I listened closely to these old bones,

Of the hidden gems they said they have,

For maybe I could learn something new,

From listening to all these old bones,

But these grey bones won't last forever,

Soon enough, they will crack and wither,

The magic that kept them alive, gone,

And nothing will remain but their dust,

So I took it up to learn from them,

Listen to each tale and secrets old,

To take a seat, leave an open ear,

For the bones will sing stories to them,

But ancient bones will not last that long,

Like when their magic dissolves away,

Soon enough, they will crack and wither,

And nothing will remain but their dust,

So I listened well, with great intent,

Vying that I learn all that I could,

For maybe there was something amiss

From all their knowledge, handed freely,

Their wisdom stemmed from the ancient past,

They shared with me forbidden stories,

Knowledge that was said to have a curse,

Of which there would be no elixir,

Forgotten words escaped from their voice

While they gave me haunting tales of old,

It's not true that dead men tells no tales,

For they seem to want to tell them so,

I took a trip to the haunted woods,

And I stumbled across age-old bones,

They felt thrilled to see me sit down as

I wait for them to tell their story.

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BG Photographer: Michael Mouritz ]