What else can I say.

The first stanza is an allegory of truth.

The second stanza is enlightenment.

It was the third stanza that moved me. Trading exchange for swap would be fun but lose the Gothic feeling I got from the poem as if I could actually barter with this dendrite forest.

The fourth stanza leaves me despaired and disappointed.

I think we have to catch with our hearts because the hands can't grasp it.