Fable of The Forest Spring

A short poem with a subtle moral

The dark forest held a spring of magic water
Which did threaten to drown the land

By the light of a raven’s feather
And ink of that same magic
I drew for that spring, now river
A new path

And all the forest grew more lively
By the trees which sip from magic streams

Of all the things which glow with power
Direct their energies

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