I like to go through my day mindful of my surroundings, letting thoughts rush through me.
Noticing the shadows cast by the trees and the gaps of green between them.
Noticing the bird, is it a pheasant? disappearing into the woods.
Thinking about what happened in Nagasaki all those years ago.
Noticing the delicacy of the spider’s web draped across a leaf
announcing its artistry.
announcing the delicacy of human relationships.
And then sometimes there are surprises like a new chainsaw sculpture – this time an Emu with eggs.
Walking mindfully is full of disturbances, ruptures, and then rewards
leading me to think of poems and stories everywhere I go and be, and dream
the possibility of peace.
(c) June Perkins