If you walk in the woods with me, plan on walking alone.
While you are getting your heart rate up, I will be bending down to examine red berries.
You will jump over this log, but I will stop to admire a fungi castle on top, among a forest of moss.
You will be looking strait ahead , but I will look down to watch a woolly worm wiggle across my path.
You will quickly round this curve in the trail, I will pause to wave at a big old rock that is smiling at me.
You will loudly stroll by these stones, but I know a troll lives here, so I will I tiptoe past quietly.
You will avoid muddy spots , but I will closely to examine them for prints of the claws of my other friends.
When you see this tree, you will frown at this hole in the trunk,
but I will smile because I know that it is a door to a fairy’s home.
So you go on ahead,
I will be behind you
enjoying all the wonders that you missed as you hurried past.
FLOW (Moseying through the Mountains)