The Forest of Wonders

When the sun goes down
as the worlds falls asleep
taken by Curiosity
I behold the forest so deep

I hear calling of owls
the wind as it howls
the last song of the birds 'till dawn
to this, I'm most drawn

into a worlds of mystery
I journey on embraced by the breeze
my only guide be the fireflies
and their power to mesmerize

the spirits of trees
the magnificent canopies
draped in growing vines
one by one they intertwine

I hear the gentle strum of a lute
mixed with the rush of the water shoot
losing all conciousness of time
discovering a new sublime

out of mist the entitites take flight
forming a cluster of colour and light
harvesting honey and acorns for their kin
twinkling, as they dance on the wind



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Crowley
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