Enchanted Green

Here, I stand

At the gate of the green

They say not to trust the hand

Of a spirit so unclean

 

I trespass through

Against their will

An action unable to undo

But my motives lead me still

 

In search of my purpose

And who myself I am

I'm walking in circles

Missing hurdles that lie there

 

In the posterior of the green

A seedling remains

It is to be unseen

As its power is untamed

 

My energy starts to fall

But my minds remains astute

I can't see through walls

But somehow I see you

 

As I walk through the garden

I pass enemies and friends

No signs of my pardon

And no self-amends

 

The lake is flat as a mirror

Yet in my reflection, nothing appears

My purpose only gets clearer

As there is meaning to my mere

 

A well of bare depth and earth

A waste of time and years

An echo of my useless worth

I fill it with my tears

 

If your face was covered in the untrue

Your beauty would still shine through

I was in search of myself

But I only found you

 

If time stood still

I'd live a million lives

In a world where nature could kill

To catch another glimpse of your eyes