The Green of the Deep

Among the silent leaves of reds and yellows
Underneath the pure blue sky of white balls of cotton
The breeze calmly whispers
as it slithers silently
through the wood,

A lone fox wanders aimlessly
through the hands of the green wilderness
His orange fur waves in motion of the icy wind
And his eyes are a deep blue filled with tears and golden memories lost to the unseen.

Slowly he prints his footsteps into the solid ground
Imprisoned within the deep.