MAGICAL REALM

When the world's asleep at night,
I often escape from my room.
when midnight silence is at its height,
I take a walk under the moon.


I know this place in the forest,
an enchanted spot by the creek.
Where the stars shine the brightest,
my sactuary of magical retreat.


I sit amidst fairy trees and flowers,
and listen to them as they whisper.
Their bewitching melodies that empowers,
when you pass them by a whisker.


And here it is that I lose,
all the perception of time and space,
And here it is that I can choose,
the way of life that I embrace.


When i'm jaded from the worries of life,
here I come, where no one can find.
The only place I don't strife to survive,
is the magical place within my mind.