Deep in the greenwoods, a mountain rises above the trees.

Water sings around you in cascades and ripples;
the waterfall is edged with mossy boulders.

Dried leaves crackle underfoot;
a wisp of smoke curls above—you’ve reached the cabin,
lit the kindling stacked waiting for you in the fireplace.

Shut the door against the wilderness and welcome the night.
 
Poem by Rawaan Alkhatib