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The Enchanted Forest
The woods were silent except for the shifting soft sounds of his hooves as they fell upon the forest floor. There he stood amid the mist in his white majestic coat calling to me to come to him and ride upon his back, vanish with him, (as the sun lay dying into quiet shades of twilight) into an unknown sacred secret realm where no one's footsteps could follow. I stroked his soft warm velvet nose and felt the subtle flair of his nostrils breath on my hand. When I climbed upon his back we rode as one as our love and trust in each other had slowly grown into a synergy unsurpassed. Moonlight filtered through the verdant trees as darkness enveloped the starry sky. Suddenly we found ourselves in a glade where we were surrounded by the soft glow of tiny faeries as numerous as fireflies. We were warmly welcomed into their sacred sanctuary and I felt enchanted by their sylvan beauty as two tiny faeries braided long strands of my golden hair, intertwining fragrant flowers. I was asked if I would help to keep the forest safe from clear cutting, and I promised I would. I awoke to the faint sound of hoofbeats as dawn was rising and there were pretty flowers in my hair. 12-25-18 rev. © Connie Marcum Wong Poem of the Day April 4, 2016
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