Sitting in a mountain breeze, feeling at ease, amidst the buzzing of a few bees, in May, a pleasant day, new green leaves, the sound of the gentle wind in the trees, my stress it relieves, makes it easier to breathe deeply, though the trail winds steeply, the trees stand so still, they help me let go of my will, to take time just to be mellow, sitting by an Oregon grape’s yellow
