An ardent glow from a child's heart
A face of awe amidst in the dark
Darling, clemency from her voice
Like angel's harp tunes such mellifluous


Her innocuous feet graze in Sylvan
Her long silk clothe fondles in land
A resplendent glance of a child's eyes
That single burl in tree can be unknot by her delight


Oomph of Sylvan coerce with might
Fiery it yearns for she is possessed by sight
Its ravenous puts the innocent to peril
She died in the land of dreadful zeal


Now it ended with an intricate fear
Only those dull leaves, spadix and tarnish trees can live its tear
In Sylvan where the innocent shroud
It only awakens its blithe when she's around