Dark Wood Poland

For I heard the sounds of silence...
The voices came to me;
they were there even in the shadows..
As I walked among the russet leaves;
crumpled by many many feet
fleeing souls ran, and ran even
the shadows followed them...
even the shadows heard their screams...
Sunlight rippled and dimpled between the branches...
It was hard to imagine now;
where fallen bodies lay for their covering russet and
many many layers upon layers of leaves.
Now; smaller feet and hands made small mounds in the leaves
where not that long ago..... a time in history was denied by many
and accepted by few...
Sunshine again broke through bright sparkling between the
branches of the trees casting a shadow on the ground
for some reason the shape was Cruciform.....

Please realise that during this time I am aware that Polish people
and indeed others did help and will be remembered by our Lord
and judge in the avenue of the righteous gentiles and at the future
appearing in the valley of Jehosophat: