It

Wind in trees

 Clean air in lungs

Dirt underfeet

Signs of dreams

Puffy clouds across blue sky

Bird song in the air

Duff makes no sound

Mushrooms peek through

Earthy scents of the hidden

Dewy shadows of green

Diamond speckles of light

Forest of jewels

Crunch of leaves

Tap of the woodpecker

Startled rabbit runs

Well packed trail

Up the path goes

The glen is so hidden

This is it.

I found it.

This must be it!

I want it to be it!

And so it shall be.