In the Sun Forgotten Forrest

In the sun forgotten forest,

Among the bright and luscious trees,

There among the underbrush,

Is a man upon his knees.

One moment he was amazed,

The next he was appalled.

He forever lost the forest's gaze-

And knew it was his fault.

As the fiery sky came falling down,

the man moved not an inch.

A limb pinned him to the ground,

And to his right there chirped a finch.

The beauty was not dead,

It had only moved away.

The man jumped to his feet and fled,

For the light of another day.