The light through the trees.
Sun on my face. The mountain trail lay before me.
Cold air awakens my mind. Birds singing, critters scamper away.
I hike the path to find my joy.
The sunlight through the trees.
Leaves fall in the crisp air.
Autumn arrived with light through the trees.
Nature awakens the human spirit like light through the trees.
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- Alchemy – Poetry and Prose by Teal Scott © (thegatekeeperxix.wordpress.com)