fallen nest

by Thom Ayres

Took a walk through the winter woods…Today I had the trail to myself, allowing a solitary reverie which gradually led to a deeper state of stillness. Sounds usually listened to by ear were heard by my entire being. The creaking of trees, the cracking of ice, the strange cries of waterfowl…all merged into the wind, wrapped around me and sang through my heart. It was a blessed experience and a reminder of what is real and what falls away.