Heavens open marking our walk friends on path of prominence a walk with another among wild, tamed, dwelling all around this shared presence in such time. We take respectful steps among among elements - rain, wind, earth we walk, circles of ancient trees a single word to celebrate amidst vibrancy of it all.
Photo taken on a wet and windy Saturday afternoon walk. 30 August 2025. Dartington Estate, near Totnes, Devon, England A fresh aroma of flowers while chilly wind slaps our face to turn our close world inside out no need to see such motion a brolly adjusts to season. Wind-rain wanders in fields wonder of wet-soaked form touching base of eyes, ears of matter, seen, heard, smelt no tasks, a time of being. What do creatures, flowers, trees tell our single mode of being? a voice hears in tall treetop a soliloquy? Regardless silence lands to wake up sounds Unimportant rustling in the density of dark green bushes? take note of the insignificance that plays gently on a thought where precious secrets reveal. Ah, rain, rain – tears of Gods to nourish all that lives rain falls at speed, gathers momentum to check our joy. Are we prone to shelter? I never imagined I would cross paths with Shakespeare ‘what’s done cannot be undone’ what’s walked cannot be unwalked what moves shows an intimacy. Those red berries with their sweet coat wrapped round poisonous seeds. That speak to all of us, let's note the mischief of appearances. I feel I should go down on my bended knee to thank plantation of prosperity in this court of intimations and insights while muddied earth holds sway. Mindful walking with loving ways friendship for creatures on the earth in the ground, floating in the sky wandering through plants and trees who travel beyond the locked gate. Ah. A walk in the Garden of Eden. www.thebuddhawallah.org
Beautiful… thank you
Thank you Christopher for the delightful walk in the Garden of Eden!