Hiking in the Afternoon

I left a trail of breadcrumbs in case I might need to return. But as the years passed by I became more content with the squirrels and sparrows nibbling at the morsels on the overgrown path behind me. As the light ahead grew brighter, I seldom remembered to turn around to the foot prints in the dirt. This place was here all along. Crisp, cool air and the kiss of sunshine. I need only see the forest through the trees.