A Quiet Walk..........

I am still working on this poem. I started it a long time ago and have not quite worked it out. Writing it down like this helps me to see what it looks like.

A quiet walk on a well worn path Through  woodlands lush and green. Creatures bustle with their daily tasks The only life to be seen.
My footsteps fall on velvet moss bringing the scent of long dead trees Filling my lungs with the smell of decay as a falling leaf drifts on the breeze.
Life in the forest is renewed again With each new seed that falls Sustaining life of all who dwell and every beast that crawls.
A cycle of life as old as time I notice where ever I walk I love the silence of ancient woodlands with only the birds sweet talk.
A longing for silence is deep inside I relish this time of peace Beautiful air fragrant and rich It's my favourite way of release.  ©Janice Schaub 2014