Spiritual Path

by Bruce Andrew Peters

Spiritual Path


"Welcome back!" sing the birds above.

Listen! Long lost friend - they send Nature’s love.

Mystery lurks around each corner - litter the trail with your cares.

Whatever you expect, it’s not there.

Footfalls softly, gently, on a springy, pine needle carpet.

Go neither here nor from where you came,

each moment nevermore, never the same.

The sun’s warmth energizes - nudges you forward,

"press on!" says a poof of warm air.

Wafts the pine’s fragrance through your hair.

A sober, stoic, gray boulder - bigger than a bus,

stretches for the heavens.

Aglow, a furnace churns far, far away.

Tick-tock raps the conductor’s baton, to the trail’s sway.

All eyes on center stage,

greet the world anew.

From Whom one answers - the scene is set for you.

Your past, present and future rearranging,

like magic, the show's great! - always changing.

by: Bruce Andrew Peters

About the Author

Bruce Andrew Peters is an award-winning, internationally published photojournalist. Mr. Peters delights in communing with nature. Visit: http://www.GreatWriteUp.com