In The Woods

-In The Woods-
by
Keaton Foster



In the woods
There is a tree
Standing free
Upon its trunk
There are a few words
Carved many years ago
Back when life
Was a bounty of “what if?”
Easily the blade was true
Without question
What needed to be carved
Came to mind
Forever each letter will remain
Always what was expressed
Will truthfully be meant
In the woods
There is a tree
Knowing where it is
Amongst the invading forest
For me comes with eternal ease
Certain things are unforgettable
Certain experiences are permanent
Such things are all defining
That was all so long ago
A hundred lifetimes it seems
A million decisions made clean
All of them based off one initial idea
Carved in the trunk of that tree
From time to time
As required by occasional doubt
Those important words are read
What do they say
How could I ever begin to convey
These, the sum of all my works
Will of course be just a start
But in time I’m sure
They’ll indeed be much more…




In The Woods
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2014
Makes you really wanna know what I carved doesn’t it?
It was 33 years back, every time I go to Maine I visit that tree.