Hiking / Walking Path
Walk along with me
to the maple tree
where the stone path ends
and the dreams begin
A flash of sun
or was it one
shimmer of a wing
in a spin within a fairy dance
you might glance
if you follow the dragonfly
down past the stone
over the soft brown dirt
there on the left
an opening
to the brook
to the magic
of shadow and light
that could be
if you but squint
when the leaves
dance in the breeze
seeing the unseen
in the other world
is it there- where the sun
glistens on the gentle ripple
or there on the edge of the
maple leaf
turn again and look down
into the coolness
of watercress
and then
you realize
the fairy
has taught you
the spin
the dance
and you
walk along in glee
to the maple tree
where the stone path ends
and did your dream begin?
Cole Park in Coulee Dam is a magical place, if you open your mind and imagine what could be, what would be if but step carefully into that magic world of wonder. Tennis, basketball, horse shoes, dog-walking, and, for me, a place where fairies dance there on the brook in the underbrush off the stone path– just follow the dragonfly along the rock wall.
Won’t you come tell stories with me?
If you would like to walk through the park, here’s one path:
The entire journey through poetry and images can be found here: Walk in the Park
Enjoy the walk with me and share your own.
This post is part of the 2018 Summer #WriteOut in places, parks, poetry, and doodles with #Clmooc. Learn more at CLmooc blog and National Writing Project / National Park Service WriteOut
Photos, images, and poetry by Sheri