A Plea

I find myself standing amid a forest of tall and gallant trees.
Their thick expanse stretches as far as these eyes can see.

Looking up into the sky, my gaze it shortened by the looming greenery.
Yet, the light still finds it’s way through, and I tremble in this immense scenery.

Looking around, I begin to wonder about this place that I dwell.
There is a feeling of foreboding; a pain in my heart begins to swell.

Suddenly a fear begins to grip my lost and lonely soul.
It is an uncomfortable truth that my mind cannot console.

The surroundings become dark, and tears run down my face.
I am gripped by a longing, but there is no relief found in this place.

I scurry through the blackness and realize what it is that I need.
Helplessly searching, I call aloud in vain and hope she will hear me plead.

Losing hope, my body is exhausted and my heart is without cheer.
I know I am lost without love, and pray that one day she will appear.