The Fantasy Forest
The Fantasy Forest
A little girl dreaming in her fantasy forest,
Where crystal streams were banked with stardust,
Awakened to the cries of a wounded dove,
And ran searching for him in her garden of love.
There amidst the lavender roses,
With thier fragrance sweet and light,
Upon the delicate bed of petals,
Lay the dove, her heart's delight...
She picked him up so gently,
And gazed into his eyes,
Seeing beyond the pain of his broken wing,
A love so pure, with no disguise...
Helpless and weak the dove stayed close by,
She cooed to him night and day,
A soothing song to his mending hurts,
In her dreams he would always stay..
With her love and devotion, his wounds quickly healed,
As he fluttered too and fro,
In her mind, she envisioned the beauty and power,
With his wings spread all aglow..
Day after day he became more assured,
As he tried out the strength of his wing,
And the little girl's heart both laughed and cried,
For she knew what time was to bring..
Yearning to keep him she held him too tight,
And the fight to be free made him stronger,
She couldn't hide the love in her eyes,
And as time went by he'd remind her...
"I never belonged to you, dear one,
My love belongs to another,
Don't try to keep me within your world,
That love's not for you, but for others"...
With that thought expressed and his wounds all healed,
He left the fantasy forest,
As he flew to the sky, he looked back to see,
But all that was there now was darkness..
by Kyranna
© 1986
