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They Have Made These Woods Too Tame
They have made these woods too tame.
It is not a path but a road,
Fully a span wide, at the least,
That cleaves this forest place.
I would say farewell to roads, I think,
And seek a haven in the pathless green.
I would take a way that itself
Tells me how I might walk it
But leaves the decission under my feet.
Wherever I go, it will be away.
They have made these woods too tame.
(© 2000, T. Nannette Amsden)