A Walk in the Woods

This is a poem written by my good friend Frank Zellner, who lives in Pagosa Springs, CO. Click on the image to see the photo larger. I thought you all might enjoy pausing and reflecting with him. I did.

A WALK IN THE WOODS by Frank Zellner 2005

I awoke this morning to a beautiful fall day,
and decided a walk in the woods would be like play.

I put on my winter coat as I walked through the door,
My eyes feasted on the woodland beauty and my spirits did soar.
I chose a path littered with red and golden leaves,
as I walked the wild roses grabbed at my sleeves.

I took a deep breath and sucked in the fall air,
and suddenly had not a worry nor even a care.

And after I had walked for almost a mile,
I came upon a bridge that had been there for a long while.

The bridge reminded me of God's hand,
held out to help us as we journey this land.

As a lingered atop the bridge that day,
I saw a small chipmunk scurry away.

I heard the scream of the eagle as he flew overhead,
and I watched a small squirrel carry twigs for his bed.

I felt blessed to be in this place,
In the clouds I was sure I saw God's face.

I have seen beautiful things along this walk,
and I enjoyed the being with God.....we had a nice talk.

Should you choose to journey along this path my friends,
Cherish all that you see....... its beauty never ends.


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