Twilight Trip

We chat, listen and drink tea, we wonder what will be The volume goes down , we mute our sounds Enchanted by nature By the peace and calm Exciting anticipation Wide eyed in admiration No talking whilst walking A snap of branches As the aromatic wind dances A bone, there on the ground, alone We listen, we feel, we see, we hear The sweet sounds of nature rise up so clear In meditation Contemplation Fascination The distant sounds and the ones that are near The trees. The birds . Plentiful fruits and herbs We sit so still absorbing from head to toe From the sky above From the earth below Dusk turns to dark, our adventure now complete We head home and carry sweet memories from this meet

Shama listening to bird song at Parrs Wood Envionmental Centre at dusk