Forrest Song

This place seems so familiar, 

Though I've never been here before, 

It's beauty is inspiring, 

Keeps me wanting to see more.

 

It's magical quality enthralls, 

It's hidden treasures I seek, 

While Wood Nymphs, hard at play, 

From behind their trees will peek.

 

So in tune, in nature's touch, 

A coincidence, or fate? 

So much to discover, 

I've curiosity to sate.

 

A taste of nature's wine, 

Taken in tiny sips, 

I sit here in wonderment, 

With Forrest Song upon my lips.

Paul Allen Rice