Artwalk POETRY and ART

THE BRUCE TRAIL

Long ago, seeds were sown
by capricious winds
landing on fertile earth
along Niagara Escarpment

Deciduous trees stand
tall, slender, reaching up
to sunlit heavens above
branches nearly bare

Crunchy leaves line pathway
footsteps pressing them into earth
squirrels scurry to and fro
winter time - on its way

Patches of sunlight poke through
outdoor cathedral hush
feelings of peace
birds sing to their Creator alone

Leaves fall with each wind gust
adding to coloured carpet
footsteps of lone person
walk along the Bruce Trail