A walk in the woods

by Tom Fallon

                                       Walking, she and I,
trees flowering red, yellow, and orange
floating
to the path
along the brook flowing over mossy rocks, we turned
deeper into the woods
climbing a hill
and entered a clearing
of fallen yellow leaves
circled by yellow leaved trees in white sun light
and
she and I stood
in the glowing unearthly light of creation.

                                                           We stood in paradise.