A Walk in the Woods

A Walk in the Woods (by Jan Elgroth Talvinen)

 

Some time ago in the woods of old

- they stand there as long as can be told -

I wandered through - an amazed child

The place so pure and everything but wild

- a place I found impossible to be.

 

A small meadow, mirror of the sun

Appeared there - I was startled, stunned

The grass so green, blossom everywhere

Light most clean and vividest the air

- an experience never known to me.

 

A moment passed, uncovered this being

A harp in hands and softly she was singing

Beauty divine, never one could mend

Her charm - too soft to comprehend

- if in some dread be it ripped apart

 

Eyes of light green, like the forest sigh

Hair a waterfall of stars in summer skies

Hands pale white like spring's misty dawn

Tender voice and moving like a tone

- my heart fainted, struck by beauty's dart

 

She sang alone dancing round the glade

Never missed a tone and never cast a shade

Never kicked a stone and never broke a stalk

Fairily she moved, like spring breezes walk

-  threw me in love that never true could be

 

The time came, her song was sung - the end

She noticed me, smiled and raised her hand

Waved good bye and left me to my moods

Turned away and vanished in the woods

- to see her again I never found the key.