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A Walk Through the Forest
A Walk through the Forest
As I walk through the forest
What do I see?
A palace, all for me
Great giants
Looming over me
Protecting my palace faithfully
As I walk I feel their eyes on me
Looking into my mind
Welcoming me
The deeper I go, the more I see
It’s my palace
And it’s waiting for me
I hear…
Movement…
Running…
A deer,
A bear,
A fox
The’re all running
Through my great palace
To say hello to me
I bend down next to a small hill
With little ants scurrying around
Working
They carry small things here and the’re
They are cooks
Cooking a feast for me
A deer walks by, her faun by her side
She stopped and bowed to me
A duchess, bowing to her queen
Birds soar ahead
Singing their songs
Saying: Our queen is here
I walk into a great clearing
The greatest of them all
My throne room
All of my court
Standing around my throne
Bowing to me
Bright emeralds
Shining so brightly
On my beautiful throne
I sit down
Regally
And begin to hold court
The nobles of the forest
Bring their gifts to me
Tribute to their queen
Soon I get up
And lead them to another clearing
To my feast
A small army of cooks
Have laid out a feast
All for their queen
My court and I
Stuff ourselves full
Of our wonderful food
I lead
Back to the throne room
And sit down again
I sit on my throne
With all of my court around me
And fall asleep
I awaken
Still sitting on my throne
And see
All the animals of the forest
Slowly drifting away
But not without a bow for their queen
I stand
And walk away
Out of the forest
Out of my palace
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