The lovely warm hues of Autumn.
A mindful walk,
Camera in hand,
Noticing the colours that stand out.
Looking for a whole rainbow.
First, the deep red rose on the side of my house,
The eye drawn to the centre of its folds.
Or the red leaves that glow when the sunlight hits,
Like blood enriched by oxygen
Dripping down to form a pool below.
The gorgeous marigold,
Helping to protect my squash from insect attack.
Spiky yellow gorse on the side of Llantysilio Mountain,
Smelling exotically of coconut, if given a squeeze.
The spectrum of bracken
From lush greenness, to yellowing to brown.
The blue skies above, azure like a summer sea.
Indigo geranium, self seeded and persisting.
Violet heather, enticing the lone bee.
Breathing in the fresh air, filling the lungs,
The earthy smell of mushrooms comforting.
The linearity of putting one foot in front of the other
Forcing the befuddled brain to unwind.
Each step leading towards clarity and away from muddled-ness.
The focus of looking for colour,
Taking over from the relentless stream of consciousness.
The breathing rate slowing down.
Equanimity restored.
The power of Nature to soothe and heal.