The forest, laid out in lavender pink
Harbors light within its tender confines
Sea foam runs in, as water is nearby
No tree has a look that is quite alike
Some trees are tall, others are short and stout
The water tries to make its statement here
Crystal clear teal, it foams at its edges
The lake holds creativity within
Nothing about it looks like the forest
The light from the waning sun captivates
I understand the sight, mixture of life
No animal could understand this sight
No meaning is greater than the sun’s rays
It brought me the mauve colors before me
The water, that lovely water, is blue
Colorful only by the sun’s bright light
May I always enjoy my forest here
And the water, the crystal clear water
I will forever be inspired from this
To write lovely words of great tenderness
Saving my heart, leaving me with true joy
I will always feel the pure wonderment
Russell Sivey
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