I Pray

I pray as I walk in the woods

  thanking the sky

for clouds, rain and light

 

for the wildflowers.

  Varieties of colors splashed upon the

hillsides

 spilling their spirit for all

 

Smiles of rocks

  with moss joyously

screaming

green

 

Bird songs

  sparkle in trees

and flit about

 

Deer so comfortable

 they barely

look up

 

A surprise visit,

 hawk moth

drinking deeply in the blue

purple of penstemon

 

Mushrooms

  jack in the box

everywhere

 

the temperamental

  spring – flowing freely

 

my tree friend

  always smiling and loving

me

 

I pray as I walk in

  the woods.

Mary