Going along the trails, through natures realm,
I wonder at the glory around me.
The wonder of nature abounds,
Each site leaves a picture in my mind.
Be it the greens and yellows of the fields,
The blues and browns
Of the river flowing through the forest,
Each picture framed in glory.
I look back and see my steps
As I walk my way along the track,
Those steps soon fading in time
As though I had never been this way.
Each flower, animal and tree so precious
As I delicately pass them,
And leave them unharmed,
Leaving nature as I found it.
Knowing that;
I have taken nothing but pictures.
Left nothing but footprints.
Killed nothing but time.