Natural Magic

Natural Magic

Think of the beauty that nature empowers:

Carpets of bluebells under green leafy bowers,

Clumps of wild primrose from thickets they peep,

The wonder of snowdrops when nature's asleep.



Down by the river, as a swan glides along,

Hear the sweet music of a nightingales song;

Catch sight of a fallow deer, as it is stood,

On tracks made by badgers, deep in the wood.

Banks of sweet violets where rabbits abound;

A coppice of hazel where nuts can be found.

Meadows of cowslips and daisies in Spring;

Autumn the mushrooms in a fairy-like ring.





Hedges of elderflower, hawthorn and rose;

Later the blackberries, crab apples and sloes.

Spruce, pine and fir in their evergreen cloak;

Trees of horse chestnut, beech, lime and oak.



Homes for the slow worm beneath a big log;

Dewponds of lillies with pads for the frog.

Heartsease and heather are the butterflies seat,

There's a world full of magic - just under your feet.

(C) Copyright Sylvia Boiling 2006