The Heavenly Forest
The rays of light are heaven sent.
Hitting the forest at an angle bent.
The ground is a kind of firm-a-ment.
The woodsy ferns are glowing with light.
The fallen trunks, with their mossy plight.
It’s a nature’s scene, that’s pure delight.
Stepping through the sticks and leaves.
It’s snapping sounds, I do perceive.
The footsteps left, seem to relieve.
The acrid smell of smoke draws near.
It may be close, it’s what I fear.
What will happen, to you, my dear.
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