I Let My Mind Go Out To Play Today

I let my mind go out to play, And in jeans and sweatshirt in a forest lay. Spring branches arching so high above, Sunrays literally touching my toes. I saw a bird of many colors, An eagle looked down at me, Heard the rustle of little lizards, Through the bed of foliage the forest made for me. The scent of waxen flowers That grow with little light, and Winding vines with huge madeira leaves, Dappled the afternoon bright There were sounds of creatures calling, Murmurs of birds seeking roosts. As twilight began to fall through the forest No fear is felt. Evening peace and patience draped The forest like a loving blanket, and This twilight beckoned me home. I rose from my foliage mattress; Sad was I to leave such friends, But I would take what I learned Back home.