Walking In The Woods Poem

This Minute is meant for Scouts BSA.

When you lot walk through the woods,
I want yous to see ...
The floating gold of a bumble bee,

Rivers of sunlight, pools of shade
Toadstools sleeping in mossy jade

A cobweb net with a catch of dew
Treetop cones against the blue

Dancing flowers, bright green flies
And birds that put rainbows in your optics.

When you walk through the woods,
I want you to hear ...
A million sounds in your eager ear

The scratch and rattle of wind-tossed trees
The blitz equally a timid chipmunk flees

The cry of a hawk from the afar sky
The purr of leaves when a cakewalk rolls by

Brooks that mumble, stones that ring
And birds that teach your heart to sing.

When you walk through the woods,
I want you to feel ...
That no mere man could brand this real

Could paint the throb of a bullerfly'south wing
Could teach a forest thrush how to sing

Could create these wonders of earth and sky
There's something greater than you or I.

When yous walk through the woods
and the birches nod
Please, meet a friend of mine named God.

Comments:

Aug 08, 2016 - Bruce Wayne McLellan

Both my Mom and Dad asked that this be read at their respective funerals.... I appreciate the post.. Does anyone know who is the writer?

Cheers!
-Bruce

December eighteen, 2019 - Carl French

I have an old copy of this and patently information technology was written past a soldier overseas for his son. Patently it was published in a mag called New Hampshire Troubadour Magazine almost 1945 fall issue. The soldier'south name was a staff sergeant named Clark and his son was named Dickie.

Mar 25, 2021 - Dan DeQuoy

This is a actually beautiful poem which has made me call up well-nigh life and to get out into nature to experience the natural beauty of our globe.