into the woods

on the very best days, life simply happens . . .
today we went into the woods . . .

and in the woods there was so much beauty. 

it was, 

gently overwhelming . . .

and sometimes, when we were speaking so very softly, 

the trees gathered in closer so that they could hear the poetry, 

know our breathing . . .

everything in the woods 

- including the two of us - 

gathers in 

and celebrates its place in the wholeness ...