A loop

I can trace the tops of the hills today,
mostly bare but shining, with spots of color,
red and yellow. They’re miles away.

Morning fog lifted over a curved path
allowing just enough of a glimpse
of what might be around the bend,
though I am in no hurry to get “there,”
as the path is a thing of beauty itself.

I can walk the same path hundreds of times
without being bored- there is just so much!

I see time passing in trees, smell seasons
in soil and leaves, feel the shift beneath
my feet as the world spins slowly.

I follow shadows of clouds as they touch
people walking nearby. I like the light today.