In a tree haunted forest <br />She walks in white; <br />Hands before her- <br />She fears the night. <br /> <br />A ghost she is; <br />But she never knew, <br />And she searches for <br />The heart once true. <br /> <br />Her lover sleeps <br />Many feet below, <br />He'll never hear <br />Her wind-borne moans. <br /> <br />Some people see her; <br />Wandering, pale <br />Across the night-scape <br />To search her grail. <br /> <br />There is no end <br />For those who weep, <br />Who’ll wake each night <br />Till mornings sleep. <br /> <br />Who search in vain <br />For love so dead, <br />To match the vision <br />Inside their head. <br /> <br />She's more afraid <br />Than you could know, <br />Now drifting with <br />The moonlights flow, <br /> <br />So leave a cross <br />Upon the trees <br />To point the way <br />Toward heaven's peace. <br /> <br />Then say a prayer, <br />In any tongue- <br />That soon her thankless <br />Waiting's done.<br /><br />Patti Masterman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-a-tree-haunted-forest/
