An experience, describing which words will fail.

Oh! what breathtaking it was with every passing second on the trail.

The cold zephyr and rustling leaves accompanying our silent walks.

Footsteps over footsteps, we rejoiced our calming thoughts.

Tall Oaks with glittering crowns in green,

No wonder each of them telling a story, concocting a notional scene.

The strong trunk, the connected roots, or a withered leaf,

All of it teaching us LIFE, elucidating unaccepted belief.

We sat by their side, soaked in their energy, and hugged them tight.

Amazed by how everything just felt right!