The Magic Glade A Poem by:
Copyright shall at all times remain vested in the Author. No part of the work shall be used, reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise, without the Author's express written consent. In the leafy shadows Where sunlight filters through, It lights the pool's surface In shades of greeny blue.
Within the eerie silence, Where birds seldom trill. The soft footfalls of deer Seem very loud and shrill.
To this glade's quietude Humans rarely stray. Only the old shaman Comes at sunrise each day.
Here he sits and ponders All life has in store, And he prays in silence That it shall be so evermore.
Jacqui Thornton
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