Trudging through the trees

Trudging through the trees
with pain in my knees
I hear the swish of feathers
and see views of heathers

Trudging through the trees
with pain in my knees
I hear the rush of wind
and feel my soul mend

Trudging through the trees
with pain in my knees
I hear the scrap of boots
and smell the forest soot

Trudging through the trees
with pain in my knees
I hear laughter bounding and surrounding
and realize.....

the forest is only in my head
B.