Verdancy dominates the landscape,
I am a guest within this maze of shrub.
Walking through, I feel reverence for the elder trees.
I feel threatened by the looming canopies.
And now I hear an unfamiliar sound,
A sound that contests my ideas of nature.
What had Mother Earth been hiding inside the thicket?
A beast of unspeakable proportion?
Or has my sanity been tainted by the waxing moon over me?
Ha...