A Peace I Have Known
In the late afternoon silence of the canopied forest, light and shadows danced on tree trunks tall and lean. A stiff valley breeze brought foliage gently to the forest floor, sunlight catching it in glimpses. Hanging moss swayed from boughs effortlessly as multi-colored butterflies gave chase through the cover, a game they played over and over. A pair of songbirds called across the expance from distant treetops, to remind of the approaching nightfall. A coolness had settled in among this breathing scape, shades grown long and indisticnt. This moment had come to end, but the peace wold live.