The Hidden Clearing

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Sunlight spills onto the clearing, dripping gold.
Infant blossoms lay cradled upon their branches.
Violet leaves catch the light in their transparent fingers.
Man-sized roots dip above the surface, impassable.

Infant blossoms lay cradled upon their branches.
Willowy branches hang like curtains, fragile as glass;
Man-sized roots dip above the surface, impassable.
Each leaf sings like a chime as they rustle against each other.

Willowy branches hang like curtains, fragile as glass;
Blooming flowers nestle against the tree roots.
Each leaf sings like a chime as they rustle against each other.
Satin petals open to catch the violet-tinted light.

Blooming flowers nestle against the tree roots;
Crowned heads tilt back to drink the sun.
Satin petals open to catch the violet-tinted light;
Blossoms sway to and fro to the wind’s rhythm.

Crowned heads tilt back to drink the sun.
A whispering breath rustles through the clearing;
Blossoms sway to and fro to the wind’s rhythm.
Warmth touches upon the ground with the sun.

A whispering breath rustles through the clearing.
Blades of grass lay soft as cotton against the dirt.
Warmth touches upon the ground with the sun.
The breeze kisses the soil, blesses it with fertility.

Blades of grass lay soft as cotton against the dirt.
Beads of dew glisten like jewels, suspended in the air.
The breeze kisses the soil, blesses it with fertility.
Colors shoot from the water like a prism, scatters.

Beads of dew glisten like jewels, suspended in the air.
Capped mushrooms grow in a perfect circle, undisturbed.
Colors shoot from the water like a prism, scatters.
Magic vibrates in the air, hums with static.

Capped mushrooms grow in a perfect circle, undisturbed.
Violet leaves catch the light in their transparent fingers.
Magic vibrates in the air, hums with static.
Sunlight spills onto the clearing, dripping gold.





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