The Jungle

The path ahead, opens out onto jungle so thick, the dark and dank, the damp.

I want to avoid the jungle, want to bypass it, but on both sides to the horizon, it is all i can see.

I have run away, from the need to face the beasts, the beings that are waiting, to confront me there.

I can hear them roaring, screaming for blood, baying at the moon, covered by the clouds.

Cross it i should, the garden is on the other side.

But when?

And what terrors will I encounter inside?