The keeper of the woods is hidden from peering eyes.
He lives on the mountain, close to the skies.
All who wish may enter and play.
All who smile may always stay.
Some think it a strange place to come,
But those who live under warm sun.
Between two worlds summer and snow,
Frolicking children who never will grow
Listen for his joyful tune
Under the glow of the silent moon,
By fire light they dance and sing
Songs of things most lovingly.
Some grow old and then leave,
But they never forget those enchanted leaves.
Those beautiful livelong days
Of the enchanted forest that forever stays.