A walk in the woods,
Is not all that I need,
But it’s one of many.
In winter, it’s quiet.
The snow absorbs
All the noise, and
Most birds have left.
This leaves me
Feeling peaceful.
In spring, it’s muddy.
The snow falls and
Switches over to rain.
Things start to turn
Green--my favorite color.
I stop my walk,
To enjoy the sunlight
Through new leaves.
In summer, it’s humid,
And storms are coming.
It’s sunny when I leave,
But cumulonimbus clouds
show up, and lightning strikes
I’m excited
And feel invigorated.
In autumn, it’s crisp.
The cool air sends a chill,
And colorful leaves litter
The forest floor.
They crunch
With each step.
With much vigilance,
I listen to critters scatter
About, getting ready
To be quiet.
So regardless of season,
I will walk,
I will observe,
I will feel,
And I will ponder.
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