scattered freely twix'd the trees,
In presence of much muffled sound
that lingers timeless all around.
I clamber slowly from my knees
to feel the freshness of the breeze
and in an instant realise
it's me the forest does despise
Yet as I walk, leaves underfoot
perchance to slip upon a root,
those pointed creatures endless hoot
for I am in their neighbourhood.
and elves and creatures of the ground
that all my inner being confound,
whisper secrets thru the air
to tell the forest I am there.
The tall majestic Elms and Oak
that hide the fairy forest folk
are watching spying ever seeing
all the fear that I am feeling
a forward glance the light is weak
my mouth so dry I cannot speak
my step is faster almost jogging
eyes are streaming glasses fogging.
The trees are moving getting nearer
closing in,- my eyes get clearer
one last dash to reach the glade
the fear inside me starts to fade
a flash of light the sun breaks thru
the forest now a backwards view
A nice quiet walk, but now I find
The forest can control my mind.