Finding My Way Home
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The sun is pleasant on my skin and warm grass tickles the backs of my knees
As I sit surrounded by a watercolour that delights the senses
Eye picking out the violet splendour of genetiane à calice renflé
The downy charm of chardon bleu and the lustre of primavère auricle
A flash of red catches my sight as a ladybird raises her wing covers
Ready to alight from amongst clustered Marguerite de la Saint-Michel
Concentrating on these daisies that nod their pink heads in the breeze
I notice how the yellow in the centre begins to glow luminous
And that as focus deepens so does my perception of beauty
With a strange weightlessness in my body I stroll along the verdant valley
Tucked like a jewel between summits that soar into lofty reaches
Springs tumble in streaks of white down the mountainsides with a frothing gurgle
Making their way over rocks that lie where ancient glaciers left them
Skirting the edges of mixed woodland that shelters life in profusion
As I tread softly between beech and spruce and European larch
I listen for the rustlings of red fox, squirrel and pine marten
And at last I spy ancolie des Alpes ethereal and fragile flower
Hiding in the darkness with sabot de Vénus and orchis des marais
Emerging from the forest into iridescent light that makes colours gleam
I inhale deeply and fresh air invades my lungs with its cleansing touch
High overhead winged predators swoop and glide assured of their royal status
Dignified heads tinged with golden plumes, talons lethal and beaks hooked
Their presence elicits the strident cry of a sentry marmot
Peeping cautiously from behind a boulder close to the winding path
The young ones playing in the meadows with chamois for company
While on the steep cliffs and stony screes above the timberline ibex leap
The symbol of this place where all living things are considered inviolable
The sun shimmers across my face and wonder reflects radiant in my eyes
I breathe in the beauty and absorb the ambience that nature exudes
Holding my fingertips an inch apart I watch them quivering with pulse
Enhanced awareness detects a hum that resonates through my mortal frame
Making energy vibrate within my cells like bumble bees in the clover
And buzz into my soul suffusing me with an emotion akin to love
Flooding into the sacred spaces where spirituality dwells
Lifting consciousness to a realm where I float in blissful freedom
Imagination draws trembling breath and flies its way home to you
Written on location in Parc de la Vanoise ~ Haute Savoire ~ Rhône-Alps
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By Flying Flynn
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