a delight when we came upon wooden paths

Nature showing off All Her Beauty

Summoning us through an arch of trees alit

by early morning light

we come across

a circle of deer startled and standing still

when they saw us emerge from the road

mamas with fawns

with big brown eyes

cuter than Bambi

a circle of mushrooms

in the morning dew

a folklore fairy ring

evidence that

magic exists

my eyes cast downward

looking for rock hearts

the tangible evidence

of Divine Creator

 

we continue to walk hand and hand

on that path they always talk about—

the one least travelled

 

we gambled almost thirty years ago

married young

statistics stacked against us

at times rocky paths then

ending in smooth valleys

this is what magic

this is you and me

 

(for my college sweetheart I married May17, 1995 when I was nineteen and he was twenty one  each without a family joined together to bring forth our own that became complete with Natalia Grace eighteen years ago )