Magic of the Forest

Scarlet shadows linger in the deep recesses of the forest Slithering snakes cautiously sliding under the leaves Making their way toward enlightenment A curious journey of their well-deserved solitude Hushed silence permeates the forest Stretching an emotional feeling of reverence Not felt in other less sacred places Faerie magic dances on mushroom houses Every footstep brings me closer to my soul self Wisdom of rocks nod softly at my inner thoughts Guarded and protected, encircled by oak soldiers I sit lightly, admiring the brook few have ever seen There is such a lightness surrounding this darkness Angels are near, and they can be felt and sometimes heard In the whispers of the forest trees and the gurgle of the brook. A leaf floats down gently, landing at my feet. I am delighted. Date: 12-06-2019 Contest: Your Best New Poem Sponsor: Emile Pinet