In the Meadow

Out hiking one day I happened upon a little meadow. The sun was on its downward path and its light shown gently . A quiet stream came from the northern hills and wound a ribbon through the grass. Blackbirds called from the reeds along its shore, and the shy brown eyes of a doe watched me from a little pool where she had come to drink. A wild rose bush trailed its vine across a fallen log, and the buzz of bees came to me ,as lovely as a symphony. I could only stand and drink in the scene before me, fearing I might intrude on natures wonder. It came to me that when the trivia and angst of daily living become a burden, remembering moments like this might lighten the load and give perspective to the lives we lead. This little meadow is in the Lassen National Park in northern California. It is one of the most beautiful places I have ever seen. A bit of a hike, but worth every step.