The girl sat alone by the wooded realms,
Day dreaming, she numbed her senses to rest.
She heard slow movements of creatures’ unseen,
As she rested her feet on the grass green…
Slowly the clouds drifted across the sky,
Strange visions they brought to her mind.
Far and near her thoughts were set adrift,
Oh what a joy was it to simply sit!
No worries, no thoughts, naught bothered her now,
All that mattered were leaves and swaying boughs…
She felt the sun caress her hair,
For once, she let go of all that despair…
