Time standing still as a brook goes babbling by

Beneath the wooded canopy sun rays come poking through

Creating a hazy kind of atmospheric hue

As I walk along the path way bluebells dance about my feet

Whilst birds up in the trees sing a song that's very sweet

A rabbit in the undergrowth scarpers out of sight

It seems to me I must have given the poor old chap a fright

Around me it's serene and calm, everything's at peace

And it gives me a certain kind of spiritual release

For in this timeless wonder, no cars or noise abounds

No busy people rushing as you'd find within the towns

I breathe in deep the heady air and savour its affect

And just before I turn to leave I take time to reflect

Upon the beauty that's surrounds me and the history that it hides

Wherein a million tiny animals do happily reside

I make my way back slowly with reluctance in my heart

And I feel a dawning sadness as I loathe so to depart

But home I must return, unto my fire side

Until the next time I return to this lovely countryside