Visions of a Forest Dream

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...