to the forest floor illuminating the foliage,
there within to a golden green.
Butterflies and other tiny insects flickering
in the sunlight a dazzling array of beautiful colors,
like snow flakes on a winter's day.
Golds, blues and silvers on the tall fronds of grass
swaying in a gentle breez
is where you will find the fair maiden
of the enchanted forest fine,
A day dreamer's delight spends the day.
Who this queen of the enchanted forest was
I will never know.
Was she but a dream?
I will never know.
Where she will be when I awaken?
I will never know.
I only wish to live the dream
but for one moment, to be an eternity
in this enchanted place.
The lady spreads her wings of briliant blue
as the wind came, and suddenly
the leaves whirled all about.
I did not want the fair lady to leave.
I thought as the leaves whirled around me
ruffling my hair loosely,
there are times when one feels
the kinship with nature and beast,
never wanting to leave
the warmth of natures embrace.
The memories fill the heart
with the longing to be one
with nature's enchanted wonderland.
Nature's creatures now sitting
at the edge of the forest,
a wonderous image, indeed,
of the harmony of nature.
The maiden of the forest beckons me to follow.
As I spread my wings of silver light
It is late and fall is near.
As I watch the summer blossoms trembling in the wind
they wilt and die, and gone are the butterflies and birds.
As I am being lited aloft
I follow the fair maiden of the forest
through the silver lined clouds
into the golden sunlight.
A tender as the images they bring
This is where I must bid goodbye.
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