Hainault Forest Website
A poem by Sarah White
Photo © Sarah White 2008
Thin silken light
falling through leaves like cobweb strands
Sharp piercing light
slicing the gloom onto bracken fronds
Soft blanket light
bathes slumbering grassy glade
where butterfly on last of season flight
disturbs the spot where dreams were made
Clear reflected light
turn trees topsy-turvy in woodland pond and puddles
Delicate dappled light
from birch and hornbeam canopy
makes mosaics on fallen leaves and footstep muddles
Welcome diffused light
invades dark corridors of still dense foliage.
Warm soothing light
draws sensuous scent from poplar grove,
a subtle perfume in any age.
Opaque watery light
of foggy noon and dripping, dewy dawn
Golden glowing light
gleaming on egg yolk yellow field maple and rusty hawthorn
Bright white light,
October sun, itís magic.
© Sarah White 2008.