Trickling stream over stones that gleam Onwards sunlight forest beams Wildlife scurry in fern and earth Nature lost in universe Bark and fungi, lichen, flower Insects, berries, trees that tower Heather purple, leaves of gold Time unravel past untold.
Branches keep evolving Like tenticles unrolling Creeping overhead Arching into bend Along the silent road Different shapes begin to mold Narrower it stretches Wider are the trenches Trees on either side Shadows dance and hide Misty night rolls in Cornish path to tin.
Silence Morning mist Dew on cobweb Warmth sunlight Stream ripple, stir From still of night Sway corn, swish wind New day delight.
Run down the track Forward back, forward back Breathe in, breathe out Sky vast and new Pacing feet, walk a few Concrete, grass, mud and stone Fragments of ice, fields earth tone Awakened by a jog Captured in a blog.
Snowdrop, crocus awaken in the grass Tulip, daffodil spring along in March Birds chitter chatter, buds along the branch Light filters yellow warmth, felt upon my skin Walking along a country path Spring journeys to begin.