On a walk today, and when I reached the reservoir I though about:

Go outside and walk in the direction that is the quietest. Continue until you’re in the quietest place possible. Take a moment to absorb it.

from: Follow the quiet | The Daily Stillness

still waters

 A sheep started bawling, not so quietly and I moved into the larch to take the moment.


How loud the burn,

Birds snatch my eyes, swallows skim the water and a robin bobs in a lower branch.

As I listen bird song quiets the water, as I focus on one song the others fade.

A baby wren trills along a branch, shouting for food.

The first midge bite moves me on, out of the trees and into the wind.



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