Stand still for a moment. Let your eyes climb the trunks until the bark gives way to branches, and the branches give way to sky.
The canopy doesn’t sit still, even when you do, it breathes, sways, lets the light through in pieces, then closes again. Green and gold and blue, turning slowly overhead, patient in a way nothing in our daily lives is allowed to be.
This is what the woodland offers, if you let it: nothing to achieve, nowhere to be, no task but to watch the sky through the trees and feel your shoulders drop an inch. Turn slowly, as we did, and let the whole canopy pass overhead, then lower your gaze, gently, back to the path.
You’ll walk on. But something in you will have been touched, replenished, however briefly, by nothing more than trees, sky, and stillness.
Taken as a moment of peace in Coed y Werin – Music: Moment of Peace – Buddha Code
