A Walk into the Forest. by Stephen J. Jeffries
　
Standing in the middle of the forest,

Feet firmly planted on the crisp and crunchie pathway
That leads home.

The last leaf is layered like a carpet
beneath the tall oak tree
bowing to it's magesty and grandeur.

Remembering lush green days of springtime,
flitering and fluttering in the breeze.

Remembering the tapistry of color weaving
its heart through the landscape

so rich in hue that only God's palette could hold
the rich and regal spectrum we call fall.
　
I look up, up up up to that one lone leaf hanging on,
not quite ready to give into winter winds.

With arms stretched up to heaven,
the tall oak trees points to God pointing back at them.

Listen! Listen!
In the silence of the Forest I hear God's symphony
sounding the song of nature.

I hear the the thump thump thump
of a loving heart feeling the presence of God.

The presents of God,
wrapped in brightly colored ribbons, ready to be unwrapped.

The hymn is clear and simple,
God is in this moment and this moment is in God.