This place becomes what we want it to be – Stewart Carswell
While giants grow up around it
this place becomes what we want it to be.
A place to create stories around
and then carry them home for bedtime.
A place to believe the secrets
the Forest holds from us.
But this is not a real chair:
we complete the image of it
from just the frame, a chair
that none of us can sit on.
It is a viewpoint into the Forest,
into what we hold dear.
The giants return for their chair
they take it away out into the forest,
and with no proof it ever existed
did we imagine it?
we don’t believe in giants either,
not now that we can look out
across the heads of our parents.