A stealthy approach I make my way.
With rays of sun through the trees,
shades of green laugh at me.
The river shines like a mirror,
reflecting back peculiar, rippled realities.

The tension in my soul,
thought immutable,
melts away,
like frost at first light.
And for a scene so sublime,
a suffusion of gratitude,
steadily overwhelms me.

I realize.

This place,
and those of its kind,
where the duality of my spirit glows,
where tranquility persists with hints of beautiful chaos,
where the silence beckons me,
I will exist,
if ever in my life.