The Land of Enchantment

 

There is a land of Enchantment
A land where magic rules
A land where at twilight the sky
Comes alive in a dance of reds
Oranges and yellows The clouds
A skirt of blues, greens and
gray flow in the evening wind

A land where a dark thunderhead
blows in for an evening performance
The sky awakens with light and
Sound Like a continuous heartbeat
It goes on Finally the magnificent
Entity moves on to water the land
And bless it with its performance
Of nature

This land, its sights, like a
Dark - haired, fiery eyed señorita
Dancing in the moonlight
Her skirt spinning in rhythm of
Her movements, her every twirl

This land exists but you must
find it
This is the Land of Enchantment...

This is the Land of Enchantment...

This is the Land of Enchantment.

 

 

James Matthews