An old pine bridge leads towards a wilderness of wonder
Staggered, streaming rocks that roll down under the old sturdy bridge
Magic thrives along with the swaying sighs of the leaves
Dark and deep with a bridge over the creek
Water trickles slowly under the bridge like delicate, clear glass
A footpath snakes beneath the trees
I fear I will fall forever into the sounds of this lonely, peaceful forest
A forest green canopy closes off the real world from the mystical
A tree whispers and the leaves blow leading to the opening of a new world
Moss covered rocks wet
A lonely wooden bridge reached out
the water makes its path and the flora edges the footpath
through the deep and unknown lies a bridge all alone
trees guard the treasures
path leading me to a new world
no birds, just hushed silence
flowing water
the sounds of wonder open up the world
creatures
