Wanderlust trips erratic rambles

Blazes me forward without any thought

Brooks effuse productive gurgles

Splishing down the bump'ety walk

My soul is petted by the forest

Soothing silence, natures' seductive caress

Thought is washed from every crevice

Vacuums of blankness, my perfect bliss

Lying still, birdsong slowly fades

The crickets begin their symphonies measure

Even'tide comes with its hairbrush and braids

Plaited while dew gently refreshes

Daylight creaks 'tween reluctant eyelids

The must of the earth tickles my now freckled nose

Listening to the keen of the calling

Tripping along seeking unsought new worlds.