Forests have always been a mainstay of stories and tales from a very young age. Forests have an inescapable mystery and sense of wonder about them. From enchanted forests to scary forests, the forest lends itself to many a literary device. Unfortunately, the time of the forest is quickly disappearing. Forest areas are being cut down and destroyed at a truly terrifying rate, and not only are we losing the life giving trees, but all the wildlife that dwell in their leafy terrain. Forests have always had their place in fantasy, but we are running the very real risk of confining their presence to fantasy alone.
Sky scraping trees tower over my head.
Loquacious birds
Fly from tree to tree
Occasionally,
I come out here surrounded by nature,
In the woods,
Where all is peaceful.
In a day,
All could disappear.
When workers and loggers come
To kill these trees
To make room for new houses
Or to make wood for building.
The only things they don't realize
Are all the animals
Who are now without a home
Because of them.
Admiring the scenery,
I stay for a long time,
For it might not be there tomorrow.