The Forest

The Forest in the springtime

gives up the pure blue sky,

the morning sun is shining

as the ravens cry.

There’s a stillness in the air

and silence in the trees,

birds floating in the air

landing tree to tree.

The trees stand tall and strong

the pines with emerald green,

maples start their growth

with buds that can be seen.

My mind finds peace and solitude

as I walk with you today,

with your strength and beauty

our growth is on it’s way.