Deep in the Forest Where the Memories Linger

Deep in the forest where the memories linger
The trees are damp and the foliage flickers
God is in the leaves and God is in the trees
God is the wind and God is in the breeze
Man’s first disobedience sees
Forbidden fruit fall from the trees
Deep in the forest where the memories linger
The foliage parts and the sensation shivers
The forest, it sighs as the flesh meets her
Hanging on to the breeze with a creaking timber
The sweetest fruit tastes so good released from the surrounding tendril finger