Breathless clouds sprinkle the autumn air
with the crisp of cool dawn, as the trumpet
blast of a brassy mockingbird welcomes
me back from a deep night's sleep.

Campfire crackles like a warm embrace,
aroma of rich coffee's rich perfume drifts
through the pines, savory sizzle of thick
Canadian bacon, blueberry pancakes
not far behind.

With wonder and surprise a rainbow hued trout
shoots from the depths quickly capturing
an iridescent dragon fly, then splashes back
into a concentric whirlpool of ripples.

Soon it will be time to load the canoe,
head back to city life, refreshed
from my wooded weekend of solitude
only nature can provide.