When The... Poem by dave lessard

When the wind is at your back
and a trail is at your feet
often on the treaded path
it's pleasure that you meet.
When the sun is fading fast
when shadows grow much longer
the effort of a pleasant walk
somehow makes you stronger.
When scenes of nature pass
it nourishes the mind
the water and the mountains
are treasures that you find.
When silence spreads its wings
and all the earth's at rest
the commune with the sky
is at its very best.
When the wind is at your back
and the sun is on the wane
I marvel at the solitude
the whirl of nature's train.