Woodland Harmony
Envision woodlands.
Smell the pine trees
and slow dying leaves.
Listen for sounds of birds.
I hear an owl in the distance
and a woodpecker near by.
Birds form a woodland choir.
Taste that woodly sense
of growth, decline as air
fills your lungs with
invisible wind blowing.
Touch the hardy earth
below both of your feet.
Do you see it? Sense it?
Can you feel it?
Susans Soul…