I’m a tiny forest at first glance, green branches packed in a single stance. I’m firm when raw, I soften with heat, and though I look like a tree, I’m something you eat.

I sound fierce, but I barely bite, I wear four windows, kissed by light. I zip and hover, blink and fly, more fairy than a beast, what am I?

Fashioned from once-living skin, I exist only through you. I have a lying tongue and a blind eye. I remember paths in dirt, forget them in rain. Useless alone, directional in pairs. I protect, carry, and end every journey before rest.

When not hidden in a box, I am seated in a hole. I only move when you do, and I'm rarely found alone.

I know you don't need me, you always know everything. You're going to put me out of sight, forgetting about me and going wherever you want. But it's ok, I'll be here for you, when you finally admit you're lost and confused. I'll show you the way without judgment.