I walk, dream, think my thoughts float up thru the canopy of leaves fog surrounds me, wrapping me in it’s soft folds drops of it’s tears shimmer against my skin, like a lovers kiss
Alone, not lonely, still, quiet my sanctuary, my bliss steps muffled, as I walk slowly a winding trail, like my thoughts my cares gone, long forgotten
I am at peace in these mystic woods
Time stands still, sun breaks through feelit’s warmth against the chill a whisper of a breeze teases the leaves talking to the trees, life wakes
I hear a rustle in aged undergrowth something walking beside me, keeping time as my feet move me forward
Life moves on, it’s what we all do seeking, questing, living till we die loving, giving, taking, leaving better behind
I am settled, the solitude of the woods quiets my heart, my soul, behind I leave the fears, doubts, misgivings, they will disappear with the fog inside my mystic forest, I am reborn
I walked and dreamed until I spied a tree
That was shaped like a dragon, I stared, then smiled
Like a petrified piece of my imagination
I could see it plainly, so sat upon a log to begin my story
Knights in shining armor, upon dashing steeds
Dragons fierce and spitting fire, wings upon glistening bodies
Eyes staring, mysterious and forbidding, orbs watching
Dangerous yet beautiful in its glory
Maidens fainting at the sight, hoping to be rescued by the knights
Swords drawn, ready for a fight, noble men, brave deeds
They fought, and won, but sometimes lost, to beasts that flew
Around their heads, fire and strength, against cunning and steel
So my day was very well spent, as I weaved tales around The
Dragon Tree in the forest, where I walked one day
And sat upon the knee of a tree while my imagination flowed
Like the stream, wild and free
Describe your first memorable experience exploring and spending time in nature. Were you in awe? Or were you not impressed? Would you rather spend time in the forest or the city?
I love being in the country. I love lakes, oceans, parks, flowers, trees. Ah, trees. My first love is the forest. Beautiful, peaceful, serene, comforting, the forest is all this and more to me. And if I can get a small quiet lake in the forest. Perfection in nature!
As a kid, me and my brother and sister used to spend our summers ‘up north’. That was in upper Wisconsin. I loved it! It was a time that I didn’t have to worry about anything, wasn’t stressed, wasn’t complained about. It was as near to perfect as I have ever experienced than or now. I wish a million times I could go back to those summers of peace.
My parents owned a place on the water. We had a small boat and a pier and could go fishing anytime we wanted. I used to like to row out and just watch nature in it’s own habitat. In times of chaos and stress I still like to sit on a pier and let Mother Nature soothe my soul.
Below is a picture of the Flowage we would spend summer on vacations.
I remember hearing the loons at dawn when the early morning fog was still lingering on top of the water. Most people think the loon call is lonesome or scary. I thought it was beautiful and would listen and dream wonderful dreams.
This video is not from Wisconsin loons but they sound the same. This will give you an idea of what I heard on those early mornings or nights when I would sit on the pier and listen to the loons. Isn’t it awe inspiring?