online: 15 october 2016
modified: 18 october 2016
15 october 2016 on a forest
path...
...now slightest breeze... followed by more stillness and brief
sunshine... cool air and dry ground...
...i can see only fifty metres in this forest clearing... happy to be
back in the digital diary (though still preoccupied with reviving
daffodil... which is leading to some mighty thoughts of others)...
and though the surrounding twigs and leaves remain still and
unaffected...
i wait unhurried by nature or by artifice
...glad of time and place to piece together signs of unity... and peace (seen as unique component of a whole)... including gentle
wind in cosmic space... connecting to all nearer things we touch...
...looking up from touchscreen i feel presence not of thoughts or
theories... but branches and leaves all moving suddenly in a gust of wind...
... as hear crackle of low flying aircraft engine and wonder how long it
will be before misnamed drones appear quite frequently in and around
each piece of space and time... and yes until new chaos comes (feared or
welcome) into every presence...
...at which the freshening wind detaches an early autumn leaf which
joins the last year's leaves still carpeting the ground around my feet
and walking space...
...and now before slowly getting up from bench see two more leaves drop
swiftly to the earth... and notice a prickly chestnut husk beside a
fallen piece of oak tree branch with twigs... and still-green leaves
attached...
back indoors:
...remembering walking on familiar paths on ground with little undergrowth... on
sandy hills... and close to stagnant ponds... until reaching random
point... quite close to bus route which took me home to cook and eat and
rest...
...and this
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