A fortress of trees encloses the forest
Walls that go on for miles
A boy stuck in the midst of all of it
Lost, and completely scared.
He scatters frantically for a moment
Then realizes there’s nowhere to run
So he stops to catch his breath by a stump
Unsure of where he is
A minute ago it seemed he was home
Happily occupied by his father
But he thought he could do better on his own
So he decided he would leave.
He wandered out the gate of the house
And into the world around him
It wasn’t long till he ended up here
And not sure of how he arrived
Nor did he know his way back
No path appeared to show him home
Just trees, plants, and silence.
He looked to the sky where he might see the sun
But night had fallen upon him
So he wandered around for a bit
And he looked for a place to camp
But he found no place that was cozy enough
So he kept wandering hoping he’d be able to leave.
He peered to find the top of a tree
But a top he did not fine
A thick trunk intimidated him as he stepped back
He decided not to climb or even look anymore
And he gave up altogether
He fell to the ground thinking he’d catch some slumber
But what he found was far from a dream
And his slumber didn’t last.
He wasn’t dreaming when he looked up
And saw a tree come tumbling down
A blaze of fire was working its way towards him
He tried to think of how to put it out
But all he could do was run
Afraid his end might be met on this night.
He ran and he ran and ran ill he made his way to a hole in a tree
He huddled himself inside until safely he could sit
Safely he thought at first, which is why he went to that tree
A tree that had a familiar feeling, like he had been there before.
He waited there for a while and peeked left and right
Thinking it was safe, he crawled outside the hole
He didn’t see the fire, so he walked a little ways
Still searching for a path home, he tired through the night.
He thought he’d rest till morning and go on some more from there.
He leaned his back against a stump and settled down to sleep
But when he woke he discovered, it wasn’t quite morning.
He thought the sun soon would rise, so he decided to start walking.
But as time passed and the day went on, only darkness found him.
It must be the trees, he thought, that’s the only explanation.
The light can’t find him in the forest, so he’d have to do without.
And day after day he went through the motions, walking all around
But week after week what he didn’t find was a way home like he wanted.
Finally he gave up, he said what’s the point?
He knew he couldn’t live forever, maybe it was his time.
Just as he thought this as he walked, he heard a noise behind him.
He turned and looked and what he saw gave him quite a fright.
A vicious beast stand before him now, a death-striped tiger.
And as he stood in his presence, he froze in the moment.
He tried to handle it himself by shooing it away.
But the tiger only got more mad and hungry and let out a roar.
Please don’t hurt me, he cried! I don’t mean any harm
But the tiger didn’t care, a prey was all he wanted.
As the tiger pushed the ground with his paw, preparing to attack,
The boy cried out in hope and fear, “Dear God, don’t let me die!”
Just then the sun shone through the trees, and a bird came swooping in.
It screeched at the tiger in front of the boy, and away, away it went.
The bird flew away, and as the boy watched, he saw below it a path.
So he followed it to see where it would lead, and hope it’d bring him home.
He followed the bird for miles and recognized his way.
And still the bird flew overhead, while the boy continued home.
The bird called out when he returned, and he heard a trumpet sound.
There at the gate to his home, his father waited happily.
He threw his arms out and the boy ran to him, embracing for a hug.
He said, “I’m sorry I wandered off, father, please welcome me home.”
And the father did as the boy asked, but he did so much more.
The boy walked inside and was greeted by a joyful party of guests.
All his family and friends before had waited for his return.
His father turned and said, “My boy, how about something to eat?”
And with a smile, the two walked on, into the hall to dine.
A calf for dinner for all who were there, a celebration of return.
The boy’s regret for wandering off, stayed for just a moment.
Then his father said to him, “Son, I’m glad you’re home.”
Amazed at how he welcomed him, the boy was at first unsure.
But seeing the way his father loved him, showed home he was wanted.
And so it was, the boy welcomed home, by all those who loved him.
And not again though would he care to leave his Father’s home again.
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