Mysterious Daunting, Taunting The eerie cries drowned out by the silence Perhaps the rays yet pierce the sky Reason would say not a single light abounds Enveloped in silence No glimmer broke through the vault The towering beams choking out the invader What once contained branches of life now turned to stone; cold, hard, petrified A prayer arose to the cry of the onlookers They had grown accustom to the prayers of those lost in their dwelling They cried luring the lost to a sweat release The only hope of wisdom In the dark In the still In the Woodlands