Forestra (the players in the orchestra of the forest)

Realness and reality
Undeniable fact
The fundamental life force
And how we all react

To the individuality
The substance and the sum
The enduring the immortal
What is a rule of thumb

The ballet of the forest
All the players
Have their turn
The value of the litter
Where the roots and sapling learn

All the moves and magick
The actuality
To the music of each moment
To the softest of degree

Having substance
Visibility
More than frame of mind
The lifes blood and the spirit
As each soul just does unwind

All its curling gracefulness
Each unrelenting gaze
The beauty of the forest
And its overflowing ways

Seasonal vibrations
The pixie balls maybe
Snowdrops sweet fandango
Such contrariety

Such a momentous melody
With dancers everywhere
Enigmatic elfin petals
Wanting just to share

Toadstools their own autograph
Written on the breeze
Primordial presentations
Individual if you please

A rareness and a scarcity
A sprinkling of dew
A magic wand in play today
A truly wholesome view

Of nature and her beginnings
Her commencement into being
Unveiling the potential
For the avid eyes all seeing

Each genesis each bud each flower
Winged fruits falling by the hour
Magickal Mycorrihazal music
The goddess and her soul

Rhythmical and punctual
Alternating and pulsating
Anthing is possible
Within gaia’s control

Fertility proliferation
Impregnation
Leafy fruitful verdant streaming
I just watched this
As if i was dreaming

An agency of vigour
An intensity of soul
A zestfulness of activity
Each enterprising goal