This Radiant Plot

Within a woods dark glade, the sun had ventured, And birds warbled with joy, this sight to see. The shadows gradually fled, as it adventured, Between the leaves, a homeland for a destiny. Wakefulness, had arrived, silence was broken By birdsong amplified from branches tall, And as if the diverse foliages around had woken, Had draped the scene resplendent, before the fall. What a great variety there was of greens and blues, Reflected by sunbeams, enriching this radiant plot, A beauty to touch the soul, such clear variant hues, Became a tapestry so rich, in this most wondrous spot. © Ernestine Northover