Summer Walk

In loneliness

I trek the woods.

Rain-washed bushes sprout over

Fitful rustlings under cover.

Birds fat on wild berries

Whistle rhapsodies.

Skittering chip monks

Sheer energy in motion

Appear and disappear

Here, there, everywhere.

Frogs croak in celebration

With glossy coats

And virile throats

Anticipating a threat,

Loving dampness in the heat.

Above-cathedral ceiling

Soft soothing canopy

Where rays of sunlight

Dance in between

Wild shades of velvet green

And with every entrance

Of the balmy breezes

A gathering of applause

Come from admiring fans

A billion clapping hands

To fill the auditorium.

A slowing down - a pause,

Applause and more applause

Life lifted and exalted,

Life - in celebration of transition.