The Whispers of the Winter Woods

The woods is a special place

It may not be a warm embrace

But it sure is a sight to see

For those who wish to be

In this place at rest

Where the ground is like its chest

And if you lay upon the floor

Its like an open door

To a whole ’nother world

And sometimes feels like you’ve swirled

Into a new dimension

And all the tension

Is gone

The woods is a special place

That is full of such grace

If you sit a listen

And let the sun just glisten

You will hear a soft hush

It will start in the brush

And move along the ground

It will be a faint sound

And you’ll have to listen close

For its light as a ghost

I asure its there

You have to know where

Before its gone