A path of early spring
grass,
bright green growth
patched with brown.
Eyes follow it straight
through the sunlight,
up an incline into the
shade,
where it twists away
out of sight.
The wide green belt is
littered with pinecones,
which smell like
fresh-cut wood when you get close enough,
while a few thick
branches slink across like snakes.
The trail is bordered
by a wild brush,
Some strong healthy
tree trunks reach up,
surrounded by
pricker-bushes,
a wild nest of sticks,and
a kind of bush
sporting the tiniest
beginnings
of new-spring buds.
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