C- this is a song, not a poem…

…and it’s the BEST THING I’VE EVER WRITTEN.

Welcome to the Forest

Greenman says hello

Greenman says hello

 

See you through the window sitting at the table

Words are wandering about but nothing’s being said

 

I know you think that nothing helps

and the world won’t ever let you off your feet

 

But do you sense

something’s coming

in the distance–

what’s that sound?

suddenly you see

 

suddenly you see

a flash of red across the window

a twinkle in his eye

but just enough to keep you guessing

when you’re stuck inside

 

“What is reality,” you say

racing to the door before

he goes away

running so fast your phone jumps out your pocket

 

see the Piper standing

across the street, demanding

“Drop your salary,

Lose your understanding

of reality

and do not take another step until your feet are bare

and don’t be scared

of the light in my eye.”

 

But these words he does not speak

he is a raven without a beak

and you hear all he has to say

in the music he secretes

the Piper leads you

 

Greenman says hello

 

the piper leads you down the stairs

away from this polluted air

to a place where if your feet are bare

you will not be scared

 

The Piper leads you to a forest

the sound of his enchantment getting louder with each step

and you get deep into the woods,

now you rest

 

He disappears

but you still hear

the many songs of wisdom in your ear

 

Look over there and see a tree

singing its polyphony

telling you that all it sees is magic

 

Now look around and feel the song

with all six of your senses

Where you sit, there are no bad

attitudes, or fences

 

And suddenly, you see

voices all around

it does not scare you, make you ask

What is that sound

 

Civilization

has come and gone

you are in no time

welcome to the Forest.

your mind has crossed the line.

 

Greenman says hello

 

Greenman says “hello,

welcome to the Forest

Do not take another step until your feet are bare

and don’t be scared

of the light in my eye

 

You are gone

 

Now shed your clothes, not your tears

and dive into the river,

it will cleanse you

 

the branches of the bushes

stroke the water’s surface

and you reach up and pick their fruit

when they sing to you, too

 

And when you’re finished in the trees,

lay down and make love to me

beneath the canopy

 

do you see

Do you see that we are blind

to the world outside

this river now will continue to flow

till the end of time

away from this polluted air

you will not be scared

 

Your mind has crossed the line

you have gone away from there

now that both your feet are bare

and you’re not scared

of the light in my eye

 

And then you finally

open your eyes

you were sleeping outside

and now it’s dark, the sun has set

distraught and betrayed, you turn for bed

but across the street, a flash of red

suddenly you see

 

Across the street, the Piper stands

with a lute on his back and a flute in his hands

decked out from cap to toe

in glowing red, with streaks of gold

and shining eyes of crystal

 

The Piper is there, he wasn’t a dream

however fantastical it may seem,

there is a land of reverie

and it’s what you see

when you close your eyes

 

And know that when your feet are bare,

you’ll always see him standing there

you’ll hear his music in the air

and you will not be scared.

I wonder, should we end it here?

 

Greenman says hello…

the Piper leads you…

Greenman says hello…

the piper leads you…

you are gone…

 

Greenman says…I’ll see you soon.

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