And suddenly, there it was
The sound of laughter
It bubbled, brook-like, through the trees
From somewhere beyond
Filling the empty spaces
In the lonely woods
I'd never heard them before...
Those children I could not see
Sprites, gnomes, pixies
Or perhaps the sun
It's dappled light
Giddy with summer
Soft, glittering echoes
Faded into the shadows
Forever becoming one
With the forest
Over and over again
We listened...
The trees and I.