As the Trail Opens Up by the Lake

Ancient Skies

20170503_161613.jpgA dragonfly buzzes close to me,

then glides back into the woods,

as I continue through the shadows, and sun

the trail opens up by the lake,

and I can sense now,

that I was never alone.

    

Note: I hope you have enjoyed the Mountain Walking series. I love writing this way.

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies

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