Big Dipper through the trees
Most all else, mysteries unseen

Shapes play tricks while fireflies blink
Their sparkle and my eyes affix in sync

Pipe smoke billows, adding to the mix
Layered atmosphere with crackling sticks

Joined also by the input of wild creatures
Little did I foresee this all being my teacher

This forest and its residents speak and prod
Credibly training me up into the fear of God