The Forest speaks to me in Waking Dreams.
Of Verdant, Peaceful Silence.
An Errant Breeze & Sparkling Water enhance the Emerald Calm,
Refreshing my Spirit.
Sounds are muted. Brent and I speak softly so as not to disturb these peaceful moments at stream level. Hikers pass each other, merely nodding and smiling. There is only the sound of wind, water, and birds.
At the upper reaches of the brook just below the falls the water is vibrant, bubbly and very much awake. At this end, it slumbers, sliding along its course in the dappled sunshine.