The Musical Forest

When you step into

The Musical Forest

Woodwind woodchips

Whistle a tune

Magical leaves sway with the rhythm

Roots of musical trees

Stretch out like an octopus

As the tune begins,

Fabulous figs float by in the breeze

As the tune gets softer,

Lush green grass starts growing tall like bamboo

And as you hum a nice slow tune,

Flowers of peace

Begin to glow

When night falls

The forest goes quiet

And it waits for the moon

And its soft magic light.