I don't dwell here despite the apparent dwelling Truly in dense malevolent abode Feeling the presence's as inhaling effluvium So I left the pit years ago To regain at the sanctified zone Far beyond the domain of human stench I obtained the keys to the gate of great mystery The forest kingdom now extends before my sight A vertical hierarchy impersonates the rising might From the carpet of floral dunnage that invites my feet To the skies growing grey with sinister clouds Veiling the timid rays of luminosity Midway appears the main thickness Of my old wooden companions Let the woods reject due to proceeding fall The lonely wanderer