The Magical Forest

Walk along the leafy paths dappled with shade turn over a rock or two and watch the scurrying as little insects scatter looking for some covering finding it underneath some sticks and a grass blade Sit quietly and just listen to the song birds singing with music and beauty they fill the forest glade then walk down to the gurgling stream and wade cooling feet in its crystal water with lots of splashing Turn over the leaf of a fern and see the spores clinging watch the leaves waving in the breeze as they are frayed then some red deer fawns bucked, frolicked and played not seeming to care who was there, jumping and springing Squirrels chattering angrily as they send nuts down in a cascade bombarding all who pass by, they seem to lie, hidden and waiting to catch unsuspecting walkers as they explore without disturbing taking care to preserve the wafts of bluebells and deadly nightshade Wandering onwards seeing the silky cocoon of a future butterfly cacheted and mushroom rings surround the tall trees mystical and captivating some plain, many with multi-coloured spots in sunshine glittering old oak trees stand in splendour with leafs of emerald, turquoise and jade Arriving at the banks of the lake surrounded by the forest glade this place of mystery and tranquillity, no need of further searching all one could ask for, spread out in glorious array that is so fitting walking home I am content that into the magical forest today I strayed written 03/13/2014 contest: The Magical Forest