The forest, streches and
bends and embraces wide.
Bobbing branches,
They sling themselves tightly!
Falling, stumbling and
crawling and looking behind myself.
Gasping I feel
the fear take grip!
Melodies flood
the thought's stream of heavenly prayers!
Swarming, circling and
quivering and pulling me in.
Absorbing rythms that
hit me blind!
Staring, stiffening and
freezing and hearing song.
Luring tunes
in dimgreen timbre!
Fair, lush and
playful, she lures hornily.
Towering she muffles
the world's cries!
Melodies flood
the thought's stream of heavenly prayers!
The throat tightens,
the glance falls.
The last voice as
thunder echoes.
No, no, no, no!
Roosting, choosing and
dreaming and I writhe wildly.
Trailing bound
it blackens so quietly!
Freedom lost,
she chained me to her castle.
Cryingly captured
by the Blåberg's sovereign!