Author: Brent

Peace Trail
Taking the long road
Home

Green grass
Made only richer
Morning mist

New sunrise
Another lap
Of the circle track

Deep clover fields
Teeming, humming, buzzing
Around my head

Among the white sage
Bright flowers and berries
Finding our way

Flags are on the left
The sound of footsteps behind
Finish line ahead

Around the bend
On the forest path
Her hopeful ears

Puddles
Reflections from
A past storm

Sparkling sunlight
The dancing leaves forget
It’s Monday

Through floodwaters
We emerge
Trail runners