Walking down a quiet path.
Wandering between tall trees and rustling bushes.
Tip-toeing around swaying flowers and soft moss.
My arms raise to the sky as I take a deep breath.
The canopy of branches stir with the breeze.
The sunlight squirms between the leaves to reach the ground.
Melodies of songbirds mix with the low buzzing of insects.
The brooks babble to one another.
The branches creak as they wave.
I walk a path through nature.
It’s not quiet but it is serene.
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Allen The Writer 