Lines inspired by one line of Shakespeare

There is a place where wild thyme grows
Where lavender and wildwood rose
Thrive admixed with light of spring
Where soft breeze-breathings bring
A scented fragrance, where sweetly sing
bird-companions with shining-wing
who perching high with joy surround
The wooded-realm with cheerful-sound
where all the denizens of forest-kind
Greet the golden sun they find
Sparkling on dew-drops left behind
On green-leaf and on berry-rind
after night-curtain lifted away
and brilliant golden-star of day
blessed the morning’s pageantry
and displayed a splendid-tapestry
of woven leaf and vine and blade
amidst the forest quiet-shade
of stone and stream, root and moss
of flowers-fair who gladly toss
and nod their heads in tender-breeze
under a canopy of swinging leaves
where glad-birds sing and wild thyme grows
and sweet and clear the spring-light glows ~