Comfort In The Mountains
© Punk Rocker Arashi (2006)
The sun shines onto my face
Is hot; it warms me
Walking up a steep, long, and winding trail
The shady spots are relaxing
Dark points of the forest are refreshing
The woods have a cold, musty, damp, earthy smell
Scents that make me feel as though I have to sneeze
Yet are comforting in aroma
Like drinking a fresh cup of tea or sitting in a hot spring
My senses awakening
I hear the many leaves rustle as I walk atop of them
They break under my weight
Crackling sounds erupting like that wood makes
When burning in a camp fire
Their coloring just beginning to change into fall
It makes me joyful to be out here surrounded my nature
When hiking I find comfort in the mountains