Within this forest witches walk,
They cheat and steal and lie.
Cats are King and frogs can talk,
And boys and monkeys fly.

Within this green and leafy bower
by chance a prince and maid will meet.
He will be looking for a bride,
She'll wear glass slippers on her feet.

Within this forest a maiden sighs
Locked in her ivory tower.
A handsome prince comes riding by
And saves her with love's power.

Enchantment whispers on the breeze,
Escapes the natural bonds of time;
It clings to roots and glistens on leaves,
Waking fairy tales and nursery rhymes.

CLA

photograph originally posted on Controlled Chaos
July 7th, 2006
Photographer: Rob Harrington