Have you ever looked up through the trees
And saw the way the light dapples off the leaves?
Have you ever been out on a stroll
And felt the breeze as a gentle roll?
A forest path. It’s own magic world.
With glimmering pebbles shining like pearls.
The towering trees. So sturdy and strong.
Standing like castles that came from songs.
A trickling creek or river running through.
Bringing with it life. Making everything new.
Let’s not forget the critters in store.
Running along that old forest floor.
Squirrels and chipmunks. A prancing doe.
And turkeys that gobble wherever they go.
Such life in a forest. Such beauty to see.
As long as you try it. Find peace. Maybe glee?
Whatever the time. Whatever the adventure.
The forest is there to help us remember.
Each part of life. Beginning to end.
Has a way to come around again.
Saplings from decay. Leaf litter as a nest.
The forest knows “waste not” is best.
I hope you’ll take time. One day or another.
To come see the forest like you’re visiting your brother.
Come see the leaves as they dapple above.
Come see how a forest shows love.
nikki diekemper 