The Land Speaks

 

We take a walk through familiar terrain to seek the unknown.

But what does that look like? 

We come across a simple path made of scattered rocks surrounded by the flowing creek.

I have never crossed this before.

One by one, we navigate it alone.

I am last. 

I find my mind is busy. My scattered thoughts invade the moment. 

I stop halfway and close my eyes.

My ears are intuned to the sounds of the peaceful breeze.

My skin tingles from the cool water that dances off the creek.​

I hear the water rolling under the rock below. 

I am here. ​

In the moment. 

I am surrounded by darkness. Yet, I see for the first time.

Nature speaks. If we pause to listen.  

Today, I let the wind and water speak.