Huntress of Forest Gems and Its Lush Greens

Huntress Of Forest Gems And Its Lush Greens Huntress of forest gems and its lush greens, That which rivals colors of peacock's preens, Oft hidden in cool pools, and deeper glens, Bold greens under blue skies eternal spins Treasures seen by deep sight and lusting eyes Beneath weeping moon and low midnight cries. Her beauty penetrates souls of searching hearts, Threads of depths that only Nature imparts And garments of wealth philosophers wear, Wisdom and history that some did share Her sighs breathe rainbows upon earth's tables wanton desires and mystical fables. In youth, I trekked into her vast holds, Comforted by warmth, in her bountiful folds, Hours spent wandering in her sweetest bliss, Now dreams and loves that I so dearly miss Nights that saw bright moon shine upon her all Campfires and lover's dreams within her call. Dare I pray to see her face and much more, Diamonds in green vaults and gold dust shores, Jewels gleaming out from sparkling long streams, Fresh as deep love's forgiveness that redeems Dare I beg, for her touch and its soft kiss And her song that sends this heart its true bliss. These visions have held my heart bold and true, Enchantment and memories as life's glue, Soul's needs met in illuminating greens, Heart and mind stirred by beautiful scenes Can Time this wealth tragically destroy Are there cures, Nature's powers can employ? Huntress of forest gems, vanishing greens, Save me as you did in my troubled teens, Walk with me around your mystery bends, Were we not once both lovers and best friends Return again into heart and its dreams Save me from Time's wrath and man's evil schemes. Robert J. Lindley, 4-23-2018