Just after a gentle shower you see a rainbow,
While going through the woods in cavorting auras,
The birds are all so friendly wherever you go,
In every tree they sing you a chorus,
Sun rays are filtered to make the color pallette glow,

Water streams cut through the forest to meet its love.
Dwelling in the river to quench its thirst.
As you go deep, the trails only get tough,
You never know when the clouds would burst.
The tough gets going when the going gets tough!

I still turn to nature, its the only therapy I need..
Go along to embrace what it bears for you and go along sowing a seed!
© darkquill