the hike

I took a hike today, the feeling of leaving the world behind - taking a risk.
The fear of heights for my friends, the fear of falling for me.
We've taken this trail a million times before, but as we studied it we came upon a hidden trail.
To a casual hiker it would look like it leads nowhere.To us it looked like an adventure.
As we took it, it was tough, thick brush and rocky paths.
But the trail soon surrender to a more firm footing.
Soon we found ourselves on a ridge, which dropped down into a hidden meadow.
We found our discovery.
Located in the middle a single tree, alive.  Next to it a small fire pit.
We walked in and sat next to the tree.
Surrounding us was an ocean of red and purple flowers.
A light breeze blew the flowers in a wave like motion.
As we looked behind the tree we saw names of hikers from decades past.
So we added our names to the list of adventures.
The sunlight touched the mountain side and illuminated the colors.
It was as if the heavens had inspired us to go there.
It was a perfect circle, untouched, clean.
Surrounded by trees hidden from the hardships of many hikers being careless of it's beauty.
We sat there for a while, not exchanging a word.
As the minutes passed we both looked at each other and knew it was time to go back.
But the feelings the meadow gave us made us know we would come back - someday.