Feel The Silence

I see a first snow covering peaks and colors in the leaves, I feel a chill in the morning air, inside me I feel a thrill, it’s early October, and I’ve come to sit and walk in an aspen grove, it’s like a Fall garden of colors, gold and yellow, red and pink and peach, white and still some green, purple and blue, clouds subdue the sun, sets a mild mood, the only sound is the quiet of nature, I sit in the quiet for a time and feel the silence, then I rise and walk around for a bit, I see a moose’s track in the mud by a nearby stream, and I think, though the sun may come out, the moose will not.