Fall in the Smokies

Shinrin yoku . . . the Japanese term meaning forest bathing.

Today, totally immersed wandering the forest witnessing summer’s green begin it’s surrender to fall’s vibrant, multicolored hues, a sudden breeze stirred the leaves.  Silently bathed in creation’s grandeur, I ‘heard’ the sound of the wonder Isaiah wrote of some 3,000 years ago . . .

“The mountains and hills will burst into song, and the trees of the field will clap their hands.”

  Isaiah 55:12

I M Blessed . . . May U B 2