The Forest

I wandered a day or two or more ago

into a forest like no other

It had trees and birds and critters

but a unique queerness too

There the myths of old were still afloat

and fabled creatures roamed about

Of the fairies the King and Queen I met

fierce Titania and wise Oberon

They did not care of their vast lands

but took pride in the little things

The psalms of birds, the chirps of crickets

the sun's brilliant rays which through the trees' leaves shone

They then revealed for me the forest's sacred guardians

the nymphs, the fae, the faunes and satyrs

And then I had to go

For if one stays too long they may never leave

and once they go, they may not return

From elation to anguish

From awareness to illiteracy once again

What I wouldn't give for that blessed place to reappear

This may sound like a cautionary tale

but such is not

So traveler, this is my suggestion

wander too if you can into the forest of faunes and fairies

for what you find there may change you