❤️ Deep in the forest In a sea-green light, When the fern springs thickest In eternal night, The white moths weave their pattern Above the blind mole’s mound, And badger comes to fatten On what his eyes can find. And where the nimble stoats rehearse Their ballet of the kill, Half-hidden by a century’s moss There grins a human skull. It has been home for beetle And shelter for the snake, And half the woodland people Have heard its dry lips speak; When evening wind blows strongest, Sounds in the sockets stir. The creatures of the forest Forget when it came there. ::Henry treece . . . #loveyourself #jungle #wanderlust #sky #in #middle #of #the #nature #beautiful #trees #mtlblog #dark #evening #henry #treece #poetry #deep #in #the #forest #semwall7 #sp7 (at Uttarkashi) https://www.instagram.com/p/CDwAn2NJIv2/?igshid=g78s7wrzq2kx