Forest Escapade

Ancient oaks permeate this hidden heaven; A hundred fifty miles from any known destination. Filled with an energy sensed by all life; One who wonders here is freed from all strife. The mantra embedded is contentment; For here is void of resentment. This wonderful ancient forest; Blissfully ignorant of common-day tourist. Connected unabashedly with all that's present; From the rocks to the frogs, and every last pheasant. Consciousness in sync; There's no need to think. A fresh forest breeze dilutes inhibitions; A sip of brook water restores lost ambitions. Nature's raw beauty, no need for façade; The original panacea, in one forest escapade.