Soul Walk

by Irena Nayfeld

Can it be possible that all my walks are soul walks?

Can it be true that I move from nothing but soul?

No “shoulds”, no clocks, no obligations

I am on a permanent soulwalk

Where my soulfeet lead, I go

Where my souleyes glance, my body follows

Where my soularms reach is where my soulheart belongs

No this way, that way, should have, could have, maybe

I am always soulwalking, so I am never wrong

What else are mornings for if not for soulwalks

What else to do but chase the morning sun

And when you miss its grand rising over the river

What else to do but let go and give gratitude you’ve come

A whispered thank you to the sun that never truly leaves us

A heart-felt promise to the forest to return

A silent prayer for the Mother Earth to keep on spinning

An ancient reverence for this planet we call home

This poem is part of the Soul Walk Project of Irena Nayfield, FTS Certified Forest Therapy Guide, Copper Beech Institute 2022 cohort. You can find out more about Irena’s work here.