Moments of mystery 

  I walk in a forest covered in tree umbrellas,

a carpet of moss at my feet.

Newly formed buds grow on outstretched tree branches,

ready for spring. 

I ponder life as I walk in beauty.

The joys, 


and moments of mystery. 

It’s like this walk really, 

we are surrounded by beauty,

if we choose to look.

The occasional branch or mosquito on the path,

But in general, 

glory in color

embracing us with love.

Look up,



and within.

Here you will find the answers 

to any mystery you seek.


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