WALK INTO THE WILD WITH ME

Walk into the wild with me

Animals in here are shy indeed.

Some are hidden by size alone.

Now stay and visit for a while.

Above all else, please, be quiet,

As nature nearly always whispers here.

Tree leaves rustle ever so softly

As water runs by in musical tones.

Birds aloft are constantly chirping.

Then, somewhere, a tree creaks then cracks

To break the silence with a thud.

A different sound announces the presence

Of an animal, noisily slaking its thirst.

The sunlight, in peeking through the trees

Stripes all of the air in the glen

And dapples every bit of ground below.

A squirrel appears, gazes warily about

Then quickly flies off to a tree.

And while we are walking though the glen,

A few mint leaves are crushed

Sharpening each and every breath we take.

Wildflowers all about leave a perfume,

Reminding us of our perennial love affair.