It’s been one of those weeks where distraction, tiredness and collecting thoughts to write something more substantial weren’t going to happen.
After another weather event, which we happily survived, I consider us lucky that the storm ex-cyclone didn’t cause more havoc or loss of life. I do love Mel from Life One Big Adventure‘s saying, “I’m a lucky duck,” and we were lucky ducks last weekend.
This week, my mind wanders back to a time when there were fewer storms about, and I could get out tramping, eating my lunch, and staring up into the sky and canopy to admire those gorgeous, tremendous gods of the forest, the mighty kauri.
A tree
A focus
A place
to rest weary eyes
For a moment.
When the world is blurred brutal
consider carefully your viewpoint.
Follow a kauri's simple form.
In a time of temperatures rising
feel the stones strongly cool
Your feet.
Firmly gripping Aotearoa.
Another tramp to view the magnificent Kauri can be read HERE.
Life at No. 22 
Struggling to respond to your ‘blurred brutal’ world, Suzanne. I feel weary too this evening, with much less cause xx
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It always amuses me what everyone grabs from what has been written. Not “my” world as such, a generalisation of how our world is at present and counteracting that with connecting to something positive – Papatūānuku, (earth mother).
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