Walking Through the Dappled Forest

Walking through the dappled forest, my mind reveled in its magnificence The first thing I noticed was the shadowed silence; it was self-empowering. More relaxing than a power nap. A large shadow flew over the tree line. I focused on where I thought it might be next, it was a gorgeous hawk. At the bottom of the ravine there is a giant overturned felled oak. I pull myself up on it; feeling the mushroomed edges; it feels safe. Deer bounds up and disappears, after flashing his white tail. Cushy forest floor springs up and down as I take my leave. The sound of dribbling water brings my attention to the tiny brook. I sit for a bit, watching the minnows glide around in the cold water. Other things are in there, teeny tiny bits of something – algae maybe? I feel something watching me. It is a tiny snake. Somehow communicating. I like everything about this place, it is my own nirvana. No human comes here except for me. It is my secret world. My soul feels joy. I love the shadows, and the gentle breeze. I am ready to face another day, so thank you God for this place.