Tangled Treasures

T W E N T Y F I V E

Guilty Pleasure

A walk down that empty path in the middle of the unruly woods,

Trees standing prideful- yearning a dose of sunshine,

An undiscovered patch of land on the outskirts of town,

Oh the warmth I feel inside knowing that this beauty is mine.

A red robin perched upon a branch of golden wonder,

It watches as I stroll along- inhaling the earthy scent,

The beauty of nature is lost within my mind,

Instead it's replaced with false merriment.

I slide off my semi-worn sandals- feeling the moist soil beneath my bare feet,

The audible chirping of crickets accumulating in the distance,

I have finally found the tranquillity I've been longing for,

I embrace in the joy of discovering this enchanting woods existence.

I lay down flat forgetting life's imperfections

Contemplating on my inner battles that are painful beyond measure,

Looking at the stars- my chapped lips curve into a grateful smile,

This little piece of heaven is definitely my guilty pleasure.