And Into the Forest I Go

AND INTO THE FOREST I GO, TO LOSE MY MIND AND FIND MY SOUL… John Muir A cool forest trail beckons and begs Come, stretch your tired legs Feel the cool descend upon your shoulders Lifting tensions as big as boulders Walk among the spires of tall tree friends Over streams or through meadows and glens Eagles nest high above touching tree crown Hear owls hoot-hoot and look all around Still your breath. Let silence settle like a glove He’s hiding in dim shelter, three branches above At home in my soul I feel with time thus spent Breathing in peace the forest has lent Forest Welcome respite Walking, hearing, feeling A gentle lifting of spirits Verdant I used a couplet form with a cinquain form at the end written 8-9-2019 Writing Challenge 1, August 2019 - Just Write 4th place Sponsor, Dear Heart