A Poem Inspired by “Tranquil Path”

The path is quiet and peaceful The sun barely risen yet The mist lingers round the bend The dew on the grass still wet The flowers start to slowly unfold The birds to whistle and trill The rising sun chases away Any lingering overnight chill We walk along the deserted path Listening to the forest awake There’s not a soul to break the quiet Of this lovely, tranquil daybreak - ©2021 Sara Stanford