In the everlasting, the forest breathes and grows
In the fields of Elysium, the sun is always warm
The peaks of Olympus striking, as gods gather
Zeus watches and laughs, all of the gods know
Heroes journey as wood folks use their charm
The bronze age, an epic tale, with skies azure
A world so new, thriving with beauty and life
With the vision so pure, humans have thrived
Monday, February 28, 2022
The Ancient Realms
