How does the mind work?
When walking through an ancient forest
It becomes an enchanted land
Old stories echo with each footstep
A land held by giants,
Dinosaurs, mysterious tribes
You hear it, feel it against your skin
Sound giving sight to things long gone
Is the Fey tinkering with your thoughts?
Do you care that your mind
is being walked through as you journey
through this ancient woodland?
Through a time that lingers
For those lucky enough to find it
Treasure it. The woodland folk
Often bestow strange gifts..
©Anita Dawes 2021