At least a hundred feet below these dancing leaves, I stood on the shaded trail breathing in and admiring the old growth forest, and how the sun found a way to stroke these leaves which, reaching for Sol, appeared to dance a ring ’round their tree.
At least a hundred feet below these dancing leaves, I stood on the shaded trail breathing in and admiring the old growth forest, and how the sun found a way to stroke these leaves which, reaching for Sol, appeared to dance a ring ’round their tree.