[Suzerain of Sheol]

Too many posts without a quote.

Carroil Wildwood's song from The Illearth War. I love the rhyme scheme and the enjambment.

Branches spread and tree trunks grow
Through rain and heat and snow and cold;
Though wide world's winds untimely blow,
And earthquakes rock and cliff unseal,

My leaves grow green and seedlings bloom.
Since days before the Earth was old
And time began its walk to doom,
The Forests world's bare rock anneal,

Forbidding dusty waste and death.
I am the Land's Creator's hold;
I inhale all expiring breath,
And breathe out life to bind and heal.

But ax and fire leave me dead.
I know the hate of hands grown bold.
Depart to save your heart-sap's redl
My hate knows neither rest nor weal.