An early walk

in the calmness of morning

the crows are ever alert

they have seen me

in their woods

and caw the news

from treetop to treetop

a stranger is here

watch out

their call echos

from the tops of the trees

now full of autumn flare

the gold and orange

like a impressionist painting

it is an early start

to a perfect morning

enjoying the coolness

the colors of fall

out on a leisurely walk

there is joy in wildness

in the company

of crows.