Quiet days

Quiet daysfull of naturesurround me with their silence. How peaceful it isto wander freelyamongst the dense emerald enclaves. My thoughts driftacross the sky of my mindlike the cirrus clouds above. Clutter drips from my brainas drops fall from moist treetops,as mud envelops my path. If only everyday were like this.If only my mind was always free. By Senan Tuohy-Hamill