She Walked With Me

We set 
out on 
a secluded
hiker's trail

About
an
hour
from
Fairbanks

Where cell
service
is non
existent 

a Place
where
time
stood
still

We found
a
place
where
burdens
are
left 
behind
and
hope
is
a guide
that navigates
upon
the path

The red fox
scurries
before
us

Humorous 
chatter
from an orange
tail
squirrel
gliding
from
tree to
tree
above
us

No anxiety
No fear
was allowed
on
our
journey

Only
our dreams
our connection
our tranquility
came 
along
as companions
to our
excursion

At some point
in life
I had forgotten
what it meant
to absorb
the moisture
of the here and 
now
 
the joy
that blooms
from 
enjoying
the
moment

These experiences
had
became
like an
old photo
album
yellow
sticky
and
forgotten

Somewhere
midway 
through
the route
we found
a lake
ruled
by
a beaver
and 
a bath tub
to the Bull ( Male Moose )

it 
is 
there

where

she 
walked 
with
me

that
the lost
gests
resurrected
and
I started
living 
again.....