Enchantment of the Wildwood
I lose myself in nature to be consoled by the characters that stop by to wish me well. I search for my special mushrooms that make me happier than happy.
A little mouse tells me there are more in the wildwood just over the hill.
He runs along ahead of me to show me the way.
I follow on along with my basket. There is a damp mycelium covered log decaying under an old elm. I’m in heaven. My little friend chews on a mushroom and runs off on his way to tell his friends. I am joined by more forest friends as we collect our mushrooms and share in the enchantment.
Where will your words take you?
Do you ever imagine make believe?
Will you join me in my mythical world?
Come take my arm as we walk the path of euphoria and escape into the land of lyrics and lavender.
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