My Forest

All I hear is silence

With a soft breeze of wind. 

All I see is a magnificent lyrebird

mocking other birds from a far distance.

It’s calm sending chills down my spine. 

Splendidly big trees rustling in the wind,

Beautiful leaves shimmering and twinkling in the sunlight.

As I lean against a tree and say, “Now that’s the soul of the forest.”