The summer storm

i walk the green, its turning yellow grasses, straw, it s all so mellow. Up to my shoulders in the sea, waves of green are soothing me. Up above the clouds they gather, building up they're getting blacker. the air is warm, the heat it rises, it dreams my mind..it hypnotizes. The seed filled air it slowly moves, downy airborne drifting grooves. i feel my spine in tune with it, the energy of my chakras lit. Suddenly the sky it flashes, i see it even thru closed lashes. distant rumbling thunder drums, the promised storm at last it comes. An electrical pause and then the rain, pounding down upon my brain. Natures thirst at last is slaked, floods upon the land thats baked. The air cools down amidst the pounding, all the energy now is grounding. The sky is dark, the grasses wet, the summer storm today i met.

The Quest For The Perfect Place (The Evolution Began)

It was probably about a decade ago that I started casually looking around for a place where I could evolve a retreat zone within the nature places of my locality.All the wild places in my vicinity I knew well having been a wanderer and a walker for as long as I can remember. I don't own dogs, so I don't walk for that reason...I am one of those people that just enjoys being out when I can. I find it meditative, relaxing, inspiring and of course it keeps me physically fit.But a park bench isn't for me, I need somewhere where i can be alone, not even see another human being at times, and living on the edges of a city, that can be difficult.It is not antisocial, rather it is medicinal...for being a somewhat finely tuned individual regarding others, I need time and space to get to my own energies and rhythms, to totally wind down to that spot that all meditators know about. So I kept this thought in mind as i walked...the weeks and months and years passed...always in the back of my mind....i walked the river, toyed with a couple of places, but either the vibe wasn't right..(too dank and undergrowth filled) or it would be easily discovered... I walked the railway and checked out parts of the embankments...no...could be seen from houses, or one of the bridges...i looked at the potential of many trees for treehouses...none were right..well one was, and i had plans for it..but it got struck by lightning and was felled so bang went that one! Then one day out walking I remembered some of the places i played as a kid...an area between a railway and a golf course..mmmmmm...lets see...the railway zone was rampant with nature over in places quite wide and steep embankments...one raised embankment stretched out into some wild meadows, one lower and one higher...the higher one the end of a natural escarpment. beyond this were some woods which descended down onto a golf course.The woods were tangled and at the top where it adjoined the meadow full of undergrowth...the meadows had clusters of hawthorn trees some growing out of an old ditch...i lifted the boughs and entered the dry ditch...beyond was an area full of brambles...it came to me like a eureka moment...if i could clear the brambles this place would be the right one!...I got to work...and the evolution began.