24 September 2010
Forest floor of shifting hues
Golden arches, pale yellows, blues
Grasses paint a wall of light
Dancing sparkles do delight…
Lead to jewels, gems galore
In nature’s gallery treasure store…
Necklace here, bracelet there,
Crystals twinkle in the air
At journey’s end, some breakfast fare
To break the fast, food to share
A single berry, wet with dew
To end this forest feast with you.
May your day be filled with dancing light and delight!
(To enjoy this walk in the woods from the beginning click here .)
copyright 2010 Betsy Lewis