Saturday, August 10, 2013

SURPRISE in the HEATHER


If you viewed Daddy Jim's post
the other day
you would be now all primed 
and 
knowledgeable about heathers.


For me the beauty of heather
is always a moment of sheer bliss.


We walk down a trail
up a slope
around a corner
and
before us is this
mammoth field of heather.


I bury my nose
without any worry 
that the bees might sting
or
that a stump
may trip me.


The joy of fetching
of searching
of retrieving
outweighs
any possible danger.


See what I mean.


My love of life 
my pure intrinsic needs
though basic
are
what makes me tick.

Namaste !