Farther On

But the angels are older
They can see that the sun's setting fast
They look over my shoulder
At the vision of paradise contained in the light of the past
And they lay down behind me
To sleep beside the road till the morning has come
Where they know they will find me
With my maps and my faith in the distance
Moving farther on

enchanted forest

A week ago my bro, kels and I, stumbled across a Enchanted Forest 

on our way to Vancouver. I never felt so tiny before..

I was standing beside 240 ft trees.