Passing through the trees and brush.
My foot steps heavy ,my foot steps rough.
Rain drops they fall on my head and heart.
As i wonder through the memories past.
The trees they sway as loves great waves.
My vision of the thoughts have gone away.
The smell of dirt is accompanied but what we hurt .
The love we have is coupled by the leaves .
The bird and animals pass by as my feet break the branches
Bird sing as heart beats and breaks in the autumn breeze
Laughter fills the emptiness in the clouds above
Deer play in the fields , like children in park
Under the watchful eyes of the stag who is ever ready to protect
My footsteps don’t disturb the animals but leave my path in the grass
The journey we live we take us to places never ventured
The heart of the trees calls and beckons for love and pease
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