There is always something new to discover out on the trail. I never know what life is about to uncover, but I know that something will speak to me eventually.
As I take my first step through nature’s doorway, I hear the peaceful babbling creek to my right. I see it curve gently through the woods at a steady pace over the timeworn rocks. The fresh air enters my lungs and my soul soaks in all that nature has to offer. It is at this moment that I know that something beautiful will reveal itself within time.
I walk for about twenty minutes or so and sit down on a fallen tree a few feet from the flickering creek. I close my eyes to take in the sounds of the squirrels jumping through the leaves and climbing the trees. Little did I know, I was sitting in the middle of a trail of red ants that had now found their way to the tops of my pant legs.
I jump up swiftly, turn to my left and brush off the little critters. As the last ant sails to the ground, I look up and see the beauty that life uncovered for me that day. A tree full of energy and strength with it’s many roots curving in and out of each other at the base of the trunk along the side of the creekbed. I smiled and said to myself, “What a great day to ‘get lost’.”