Healing

Death warms me this cold sullen day
The rain has come and gone 
I wait by the forest way 
For suns this earth once shone
O Lies that rest 'neath the spindles 
That stab and prick 
For nature tells and swindles 
And brings healing to the sick 
Must we go back to 
these worlds
Traveling through these paths 
Seeming to unfold 
What is deemed the devil's wrath 
In shouts and screams of child
Across the mount and river wild