IN THE TIN FOREST WHERE THE TREES ARE SHIVERING

 

IN THE TIN FOREST WHERE THE TREES ARE SHIVERING

In the world of raging wolves

In the tin forest where the trees are shivering

In the battle of unforeseen consequences

I raise no white handkerchief in surrender

In dreams I am braver than I am on earth

I catch the sunray and all the colors are mine

Through an endless prism my song unwinds

And I am free

But in a world of raging wolves

In the tin forest where the trees are shivering

God in Heaven, where would I be

Who would I be without Thee.

mary angela douglas 12 march 2024