Is there anything more lovely
than the sight of a forest trail,
when you are standing at its head
where it stretches to who knows where?
More beautiful still are those that
rise in uneven stairs fashioned
by rangy and gnarled tree roots,
inviting you to step up and in
to wherever they wish to take you.
Proceed at your peril dear traveler,
for beyond the sylvan horizon
are treasures beyond imagining
that will make your life seem dull
despite its urban complexity.
Once you touch the face of God
your heart will burn forever.
Under Christ’s Mercy,
Brent