I long to return to the forest,
to fairy haunts,
and let restful woodlands capture my thoughts…
come with me,
let’s sit awhile,
we’ll get in touch with our
“inner child”….
as we carve our names in the umber bark,
and forage for mushrooms in the dark…
the chorus of frogs will whir in our ears
until the disquiet disappears…
won’t it be fun
watching beams of sun,
as they dance before our eyes
we will be mesmerized?…
by the sights and sounds
of gentle trees,
swaying unhurriedly in the breeze…
In the stillness of our souls
we will become whole,
and the voice of prevailing winds,
will leave goosebumps on our skins…
So that when we return home,
we’ll sink in the knowledge that we’re not alone….
©AllysoAlly2020