They ran for miles
and wondered at
the wisdom
of the trees.

Earth and mud
and fern and sky
offered peace
and unseen gifts
of the soul.

He took her
to a secret spot
by the river,
talking of days
of old and dogs
gone by.

She thought
about the beauty
found in life’s
apologue,
so many lessons
found when you
see.

Earth and love
and hope and sky,
sundays are made
for gifts like
these.