Monday, 23 January 2012
Spring is on its way!
I wondered down the way, trees entwined above my head forming an ivy wooded cave for me to get lost inside a tunnel of nature. I stopped at a gate way and watched the cows down the far end as they stuck their heads through the hay trough, their stubby tails aimlessly flicking as they chewed on the fresh straws. Under my boots mud imprinted itself in the grooves of the rubber. I wrapped my hands over the cool metal of the gate and let the sweet chattering song of the birds fill my head.
My body knew something my head didn't.
I felt revived, excited, hopeful, strange, sad and I didn't know why.
I called to Fern and we strolled along. I wondered why she had chosen to join the human race; to become part of a human life and in gaining the trust of us, lost the trust of the birds, butterflies, horses and cows.
I thought to myself, that if I were to be her, I think I might join nature instead of man.
But here I am: a human and made for a purpose even if she may not know of what yet.
And just as Fern had no choice, neither did I. I did not ask to be born, but I know I am blessed for being chosen to be alive today.
For now I shall bask in all that the welcoming shower of life has before me. It is as if the country is on the brink of something phenomenal: springtime.
I know there is nothing like English spring time in all the world, and even if I shall be distanced and forever cut off, I shall never watch again, but instead always take part.
Bring On The Spring!