Sylvan Sunset
Form: Triversen
Amid silhouette trees she stands,
Unseen and silent is her breath
While watching the sun go down.
Reflected rainbow skies recall
The ancient sylvan dream
While watching the sun go done.
In the stillness of twilight
The forest folk whisper their magic
While watching the sun go down.
The leaves answer on a breeze
Sharing their secrets of the night
While watching the sun go down.
And in the forest nymphs are walking
Hand in hand quietly talking
While watching the sun go down.
Beside the glistening waters
They sit beneath the willowy fronds
While watching the sun go down
©JezzieGFarmer2011
A Garret Poet 
Reblogged this on About the Jez of It.
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