A forest has trees,
A simple thing you see,
Those tall living beings,
Greater than you or me.

A forest has flowers,
Miniscule to large,
With aroma so fragrant,
It drowns out your smell.

A forest has bees,
Those annoying little stings,
That chase you around and around,
Until they see you leave.

Your cave has not trees, bees, or a flower,
So why do you blindly flounder about yonder?
A forest is not a cave, a grassland, or a garden,
You might notice that these have very little in common.

So next time you open your little chaotic mouth,
Make sure it's something actually worth shouting about.


Penned by my hand on the 18th of Daedalan, in the year 767 AF.