The Beauty of Nature
Observing the beauty of nature is akin to an awakening to the senses,
of being free and anonymous,
of being purposeless,
that exquisite innate feeling of total compassion.
The abundance of colours in a deep autumn forest,
the hazy mist around the water and the trees of a dawning day
those hidden shadows of light and shade,
the ethereal beauty of affinity between horses and humans.
the trickling stream through the fields,
the rustling of autumn leaves,
a neigh, the swishing tail, the galloping hooves.
Clean and crisp,
the intoxicating and seductive fragrance of an autumn forest
the damp earth mingled with old fallen leaves
the quintessential scent of a horses mane and fur
That tingling feeling
being engulfed by wind and rain, sun and warmth, mist and dampness,
the lightest caress,
the warmth of the horses cheek against ones own
Nature is precious, it is profoundly beautiful.