On the way to Hades, the god of the underworld

Autumn colors fly away - winter is coming!

In a haunted forest!!!!

"The country where he lives is haunted

by he ghost of an old forest.

in the cleared fields

where he gardens

and pastures his horses

it stood once,

and will return.  

There will be

a resurrection of the wild.

Already it stands in wait

at the pasture fences."

Wendell Berry, Window Poems