Forest of Ink

Once upon a time,
When magic roams the land,
There was a beautiful forest;
A forest of ink.

The four seasons shapes it;
Choleric,
Melancholic,
Phlegmatic,
Sanguine,
Those are the names of the seasons;
The forest changes,
According to the ink's color;
Dark hues causes withering;
Bright hues causes blooming.

The forest produces fruits;
Called knowledge;
Some refuses to eat out of ignorance;
Some refuses to eat out of fear;
Some ate too much;
Some ate moderately;
Be wary of dark fruits;
Some knowledge must not be eaten.

The forest of ink provides,
It is up to us to accept;
Embrace the spirit of change;
Learn and emulate what is bright;
Use what is dark carefully.

Come help me,
Plant a tree in this forest;
You never know what fruits might grow.