Softly she sways to the rhythm of the winds
As the sweetly singing birds lure with their soothing melodies
Far away in a distant land where no rancor dwells
Even as she closes her eyes in utter contentment
In, the melodious tunes beckon her battle-weary soul
No wailing could deter as she breaks free from the bonds of love
Trust in the upward pull, she whispers as she floats away
Holding on tight lest the singing stops and the spell breaks
Escape, sweet soul..escape from the woods into eternal rest
Words, soothing but searing, brings little respite
O little ones, smile at the winds and sway to the songs
Out of the woods, blissfully all will be someday
Despairing not at the vain glories of the woods
Safe in the woods, nobody ever is.
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