Deep in the woods,

Through the arch,

There’s a land

That no man can understand.

Dew drops glitter

Pretending to be stars.

They hide under the sun

Afraid of the dark.

But the dark holds much more.

Who would have thought?

As the sun descended

More shade was bought.

Deer finally relax

After wandering through the land.

They fall asleep

Quicker than they ran.

But a fawn still awake 

Seeking grass.

Wandering for it alone

Whilst still among the stars.

As the months pass by

The dew drops freeze, glittering even more,

The deers run faster, but sleep still scores,

The dark stays the same,

And the unknown land remains unnamed.