The Secret Forest

Through showers of blossoms
Waking in a spring day
Roam and follow yellow beams
in a drunken dance

Dazed,
swaying through enchanted forests
Harmonize in the singing of atoms

Everything speaks
in a voice
too soft to decipher
Hear the scintillating whisper
Secrets of restful peace

Fairies, cherries and blithe pixies
Flowery nymphs in Elysian fields
Follow them into perfumed dreams

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