The Forest is a Daydream

A glorious glush going down,

black trees create a canopy above the enchanting Earth,

a vast pond surrounded by pebbles that are round.

Whistle, whistle, whistle.

I touch trees and perfect pines,

it is as peaceful as space,

this hike is so fabulously fine.

Crunch, crunch, crunch.

The aroma is so sweet,

mystical, magical, mysterious and purely magnificent,

the waterfall is a treat,

Drip, drip, drip

The lilac blanket is placed upon me,

the forest yawns as the sun slowly sets,

all you can see is the silhouette of a tree

Blink, blink, blink.

As old as the sun,

as new as a present,

It is a splendid smile…

WE ALL NEED TO SEE!