sunlight filters though cinnamon-colored branches,
dappling the forest floor in exotic hues
of green and red.
an unfelt wind ripples through pale green leaves,
and the angelic voice of a water maiden
joins the harmony in crystal streams
of tinkling notes
and spring peepers.
the golden wood of ancient trees
creak in tune to this otherworldly paradise
filled with music.
laughter chimes as the forest children romp and play,
moonblossoms entwined in midnight hair.
glowing pinpoints of light flit across the air,
taking form of fiery butterflies
flying on intricate rainbow wings.
a flower faerie sings gently to the buttercups,
and a quiet forest-nymph sits in a willow,
dreaming of things to come.
fire pixies dance on a peppermint wind
toward the ivory golden-antlered stag
who cautiously approaches
The Lake of Seven Colors.
a single lotus bud falls in the center of the pool
and a sad note resonates from its centre,
and all the fantastical beings are driven forward from the deepest depths
of the forest
to gather on the edge of the multi-colored waters.
the lotus bud blooms,
releasing a flash of soft pink light
that engulfs all the creatures.
from the soft eyed doe
to the glinting bronze-feathered hawk,
to the golden hoard-dragon and the sapphire-feathered wyrm,
to the lion-hearted griffon
the paper voiced drifter,
the ebony daemon raven,
the fish-tailed sirens, river sprites, water gods
and all those in between,
they lift their heads and send a quivering message
in the form of pure, golden energy
to the raven-haired girl
who is master of them all
in this forest of imagination.