Sylvan scenes of virgin timber
an enchanted forest she longs to discover
where mighty oaks give inspiration
and leaves aid in rejuvination
she need a place to breath in the summer.
In a morning-dew meadow in mid-september
she wishes to rest in peaceful slumber
to spend the day in sun-soaked contemplation
to be in a world of her own.
Her sapped up spirit seeks the shelter
only to be found in the embrace of nature
her escape from reality, her way of liberation
the colors, the sun, the air; her only intoxication
craving this pleasure, she wants to remain forever
in this world of her own.