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The Forest As It Sings
dappled sunlight in the forest
dances as the wind
blows the treetops with a chorus
of ravens chattering
in between the sounds emerging
from these mystic birds
peace is raging silence surging
in a message without words
higher beings are surrounding,
trees and those with wings,
communicating. while I'm found in
a forest as it sings...
sunlight dancing with the fairies
in between the ferns
somewhere eagles in their aeries
waiting for their turns
flapping, squeaking, soaring keeping
eyes on everything
in the forest which I'm deep in
listening to it sing
dances as the wind
blows the treetops with a chorus
of ravens chattering
in between the sounds emerging
from these mystic birds
peace is raging silence surging
in a message without words
higher beings are surrounding,
trees and those with wings,
communicating. while I'm found in
a forest as it sings...
sunlight dancing with the fairies
in between the ferns
somewhere eagles in their aeries
waiting for their turns
flapping, squeaking, soaring keeping
eyes on everything
in the forest which I'm deep in
listening to it sing
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