The Forest - Poem by Marlin Nightingale
In the heart of a forest,
In the solitude so clear,
You may find a tinkling brooklet,
And a songbird nestled near.
You may find a rumbling waterfall,
As it's foaming water sprays,
Oer' the green and mossy rock,
While on the river bed they lay.
You may find majestic eagles,
Soaring far and soaring high,
Against the blue breathtaking beauty,
Of the wide and spacious sky.
You may find unbounded creatures,
Robust fox and nervous deer,
Stepping thru the stately shadows,
Then fleeing from a rush of fear.
You may find calm, fertile meadows,
Circled by some towering pines,
Flowers blooming in lush grasses,
Myriad colors all entwined.
You may find the silent glory,
Of the tall and kingly trees,
While you smell their soft aroma,
Gently wafted on the breeze.
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