Rekindling a Journey
Wind swept leaves fluttering in the breeze
Walking on crunchy, bronzed and orange leaves
Peaceful places leave traces of natures effects
Bare trees hung with their dull bark, stripped of their objects
Scurrying across the ground, a chipmunk rushed to hide
Horse hoof marks pressed into the mounds-
Of softened soil, where they reside
Evening slowly falls around the woods,
As we walk with chatter, past the buttonwoods
Leggy pines drop off their needles
Blanketing the floor with an apple cedar rust
Their fragrant scent mixes with the must
Now direction could easily be lost, as the woods all look the same
A faint chirp of a bird calling out a name
Broken twigs and a hole where animals dug
Carefully, I watch my position
Now, shadows lurk about like a magician
The mind plays tricks on my intuition
The slightest bang and bow of the trees
Knocking together as they squeeze
We walk hand and hand, while nature-
Completes her expertise
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