OK so it's been a while since I've posted anything here on my blog. I have no excuses, except to say that I haven't felt the least bit inspired. My mind has been in a bit of a foggy place where thinking at all has been an effort that I've tried to avoid .. Just feels like hard work... Well, just to point out that I am still there , but there is also a little bit of me that can't help wanting to talk to you all. And to find out what is going on with all of my readers. By the way, thanks for all your lovely comments. They really do keep my spirits up. Knowing that someone - anyone - has enjoyed and appreciated some words of mine gives me such encouragement.
So, with it being June, the weather being so good, the sun coming up so early, I was reminded of a time in the past when we went out to meet the dawn.....
Dawn
Before the other campers stir,
In the anonymous womb of darkness,
The world is at rest
Before the forest wakes
The "almost light" of just before dawn
Says goodbye to the night.
Tent sides damp with hope of the new day,
You breathe in the fresh promise of morning,
And slowly, anticipating, open your eyes ,
Turn - see their little bodies- still, quiet,
Curled up in sleeping bags
Just moments before awakening.
As the birds begin their greeting,
In the half light
You crawl around, finding
Trousers, trainers jumpers- falling
Into one another, rubbing your eyes,
Whispering, whispering shared secrets.
The zip - noisy - breaks into
The mystery of dawn,
And out you step onto the dewy grass
And creep, staying close together,into the forest,
The dark being coaxed away
By the light of the new day.
The universe is unveiled before you
With only the sound of your breathing
All around you is coming to life
And then the little one nudges you
Excitedly - points a little way ahead
And you all stop, thrilled.
There, grazing in the early morn
A herd of deer.
You keep as still as a mountain ,
And stare, mouths wide open,
For ages, until, spooked, they run off,
You return to the tent
For hot chocolate and toast
