The three fork

Written by: Elly Wouterse

trees are building the walls
the sun shows the stalls
leaves color the roof
along the path I hoof

damped footsteps resonate
wait and hesitate
in front a three fork 
a forested torque 

along the smallest path 
with a homely lath 
branches move aside
light rises a new tide 

talking causes a blot 
a small hidden spot
with a heavenly gun
a pond mirrors the sun

©Ellie Daphne 2013