Enlightenment
There is a land where peaceful giants dwell
A magic forest, on a mountainside
Its waterfall carved out a wishing well
Where wishes ride a giant waterslide
An old stone troll bridge leads up to its crest
The pesky trolls were banished long ago
Their sandstone cottage, now a place of rest
For deer who graze on summer grass below
Its summit came for me mid-afternoon
My endless quest for treasure took me there
I stayed the night, cavorting with the moon
The sun aroused me from my lofty lair
The fortune which I found could not be spent
For who knows the price of enlightenment
by Daniel Turner
Copyright © Daniel Turner | Year Posted 2018
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