A dark canvas with the picture of a withering tree
Its branches melt away into pink and purple hues
Light rays break down into bits of diamonds
The scattered bits mingle with the colours
Colours that dance along the wind like sea waves
Pearl droplets rise from the wet grass
And float in the air like bubbles of dew.
Glowworms lit up the dark alleys of the forest
Like twinkling stars on a maiden's hair
The forest is dark and wild
Its long and twisty roads,
Like the passage to a woman's heart
The deeper you go,
You lose your way
Once you enter her world,
You are never the same again
You lose yourself
To find something new.
The forest is full of sounds and mysteries
She waits for those who seek them...