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