I walk through the wooded glade,
The beauty and wonder of nature
Showing me its glory.
A thrush walks across my path,
We stare at each other.
A smile comes to my face
As we just stay still,
Looking into each other’s eyes.
It trots off, unhurried,
It looks back as if to say goodbye.
I walk on and see the sparkle of the sun
Dropping through the trees
And touching me with its light.
I become one with nature
As I intermingle with it.
There are only good thoughts
Within my mind,
Telling me that being at one with nature
Is there for me,
And I know that in the future
We will be at one together.