Wilderness

The summer winds breathe through my hair
As I stand amid these ancient trees
In the magnitude of all this splender
I speculate on the bantam grain of sand
That is my presence

The sunlight overhead is soothing to my senses
As the water in the river rushes past
The birds high above are rejoicing to the skies
And I relish in the life that surrounds me

The silence all about me is not a stillness
The forest is animated by it's offspring
Screaming, scampering by and singing out loud
Recognizing their mother for their ancestry

I reach out my arms as if to embrace the vibrations
And seek not to laugh for the enchantment I feel
For to fracture the exquisite spell would be ruinous so I
Turn around and a smile trails me as the deer skirt by