Shoulder to shoulder, together we stand
Heads in the sky, among frozen stars
Crowned with aurora, the stuff of faeries.
We are the trees. We abide you.
Alive a thousand years, through lost history;
Pillars of vibrant life. We stand to watch
Wood elves dance ‘neath silver moonlight.
We are the trees. Let us hide you.
Doe and fawn creep timidly ‘neath our
Brooding darkness and baleful gaze
Tempting men with peaceful solitude.
We are the trees. They won’t find you.