20 September 2012
Enchanted, forgotten, alone for so long, Hidden, ancient, never can it be wrong,
Trees twist and whisper softly as you pass, Ponds crystal clear, and still as perfect glass,
Diamond liquid droplets fall from treetop leaves, As patterns of jade and emerald softly weave,
Dappled golden sunlight, falling from the morning sky, Dripping from the leaves and settling in pools of light,
The forest lives and breathes as one whole being, Nothing can ever stop it, it must carry on seeing,
A guardian angel, if you will, Never has the forest been so still,
It watches over you like a mother to child, It fed you, clothed you, so respect the wild.
Enchanted • Opuss № I