Visiting Forest To Rejuvenate

Standing on dry leaves My boots is cracking every step Looking at boots print push behind The only imprint you see big in the middle Aside from this crackling sound Strong wind playing the leaves to and from Fanning my warm body to chilling effect This is what forest gives lungs a freebies Rejuvinate a heart that wearysome yesterday Remembering once more reviving youthful advocacy Though life is now brimming with old age Panthom is calling for disgrace fate Finding hope in the midst of the forest One may wish breathing the fresh air May change the perspective of life revitalizing When facing back the harbor of city life.