Step by Step,
slipping through a gap.
A lyra sound, mysterious light,
a path, trees and branches in sight.

Lights dancing in the distance,
against curiosity, no resistance.
Following the way,
a stone circle invites to stay.

Dryads and Satyrs dancing to the sound,
laughing, while jumping around.
Some shadows in the underwood,
nothing to fear I understood.

After dancing a round or two,
I felt the urge in my wander shoe.
Going deeper into this fairytale,
yet to hear a friendly hail.

An elf in greenish flower cloth,
shy and friendly, both,
The other one, first I couldn’t see,
him sitting high up in a tree.

They were trading with a mushroom boy,
magic moss for a laugh of joy.
The elves did accompany me,
to an ancient old tree.

There I met a friendly witch,
within a garden of flowers rich,
We shared a freshly cooked meal,
and she taught me about herbs to heal.

I left the tree and the witch behind,
curious what else to find.
I found a frog with a hat, and a fey,
in a strict version of a hide and seek play.

I enjoyed the fun by watching them,
and fell asleep at an old stem,
Waking up in the forest night,
I was shortly filled with fright.

But nothing was to worry here,
I found a camp of dwarves with beer.
They shared for a good story to tell,
I had some for them to sell.

After some epic storytelling,
I heard some mystic channelling,
A druid circle, in a midnight pray,
invited me to stay.

In the forests heart,
of the magic peace a part.
Wonders in a forest so tall,
a secret place of my soul.