Day-4: Jogini Falls

May 7, 2009

"I think that I shall never see

A poem lovely as a tree" - Joyce Kilmer

pine trees are lovely when they are putting forth new

leaves. it is the freshest, brightest, happiest color. like one large

flower, only prettier.

the walk was lovely. we took the better part of the day,

lingering at places that caught our fancy - the village itself,

the schoolhouse,

the wildflowers and roses growing abundantly everywhere,

the sudden streams, the crisp green of the apple orchards,

the paint-box beauty of the himalaya cafe,

pine cones carpeting the wood, other walkers like us

with no agenda, but the walk itself...

To come upon wildflowers as one walks - such a blessing.

On the way up. A prayer got answered here.

A grassy knoll and a brook nearby, laughing secrets skipping by. solace to weary souls and feet, hope renewed and breath steadied.

this place reminded me of the one-log bridge over the brook flowing through my grandfather's small rubber plantation.