The trees, the warm and dry grass,
The heather and the sky,
A cloud floats past, then sunshine,
Bird-song and a babbling brook.
The comforting, rich smell of the earth,
The gentle coolness of a drop of rain on my face,
The wind in my hair...  and to my back.
A certain feeling of the embrace of nature,
As the wind softly blows through me,
To the core.
A letting go, travelling with the cosmic flow,
No effort needed, just an assurance in the breeze.
It is enough just to travel,
Travel...  The journey...  The flow of forms.
Nothing needed, nothing gained, all just...
Just the stillness of flow.
Everything will flow in this direction,
Be like a leaf on a stream,
Sometimes the world goes against the grain,
You can feel it grating, almost agony.
It takes no effort to go with the natural flow,
It just seems to when surrounded by worldly misdirection.
All you need do is stop...
Look up, feel the embrace of nature,
Hear the flowing stream,
Relax in the soft grass...

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