Sherwood at Sunrise

Written by: John Heck

Morning gently wakes.
  Scents of moss and mint mingle
   'neath whippoorwill's reveille.
Melodic lyrics
  whisper pass the rustling leaves -
    echoing dulcet refrains.
Woodland music swirls
  atop harmonious brooks;
    crisp droplets chant the chorus.
Dawn breaks symphonic!
  A cool breeze plays the oboe
   whilst whipping through meadow blades.
A lone fawn’s hoof beat
  lends a distant percussion
   completing nature’s opus.

A forest's paean -
  close your eyes and drown within
   it's orchestral rhapsody.