Artist Statement
In a forest deep, where the mushrooms grow,
There's a place of magic, that few people know.
A hidden realm, of colors and light,
Where the mushrooms glow, in the darkest of night.
A forest enchanted, where the trees reach high,
And the mushrooms gleam, like stars in the sky.
Their caps, so round, and their stems, so tall,
Make the forest seem, like a magical hall.
With each step taken, the ground seems to shift,
And the mushrooms around, start to glow and to lift.
Their colors so bright, and their magic so strong,
Make the forest alive, with an enchanting song.
The mushrooms whisper secrets, in a language unknown,
And the forest responds, with a mystical tone.
The air is alive, with an energy pure,
And the magic of the forest, is something so sure.
For in this place, of wonder and delight,
The magic of the mushrooms, is an endless sight.
And those who enter, the forest so grand,
Will be forever touched, by the magic of this land.