While in the wood
there are no prying eyes
there is only what you see
and it tells no lies.
While in the wood
the rich are all brought low,
humbled, though they throw about
a hundred coins of gold.
While in the wood
poor are not recognized,
instead existing as their lives
are meant in God's image - prized.
While in the wood
all falsehood set aside
you may once again trust what's real
it's peace will heal inside.
Be assured that this wood
is stable - in morning
as in night,
I flee to the safety of the woods
where everything is set aright.
