Hey, this is a free-form poem entitled 'A Peaceful Walk'. I figure why not try posting something for a change.
The tranquil early morning.
The golden sun, creeping slowly over the mountain.
Silent dirt trail lying in front of me.
A calm, relaxing stroll through the moist, fresh air.
Sacred clear skies accompanied by a slight, gentle breeze.
A drifting creek splitting the meadow of emerald green grass.
I am as nature.....
Peaceful and free.