Smoke floats through the trees like a warming fog
The scent of burning wood arouses my senses, always
Reminding me of other days
When time in the woods came frequently
Something I cherished, even if alone
But I was never alone, I had my dog
My very best friend whom seemed to understand my every move
She was there, by my side until I moved
Then she moved to stay close
I felt protected which is not a feeling shared by many
In today’s world, feeling protected is not so prevalent as before
When I was very young, I moved independently
Never contemplating the madness of some people
The times have changed, and I pray that all I love are covered
I can’t protect, maybe not even myself
Let alone my family and friends
I muse the dancing flames that cast shadows on the forest greens
I reflect and feel grateful for the journey behind me
The forest of trees seem to understand, speaking a silence that soothes the soul.