Out of the woods: 12th August

As I emerge out of the woods beside the A171 and the wall of traffic noise smacks into me, I find myself thinking about the small woodlands that have been a regular feature of the Way.

Since leaving Helmsley each day has been decorated by gentle strolls in sections of woodland. I must have done at least 50 miles by now and quite a few have been through small woods.

Through the woods
The trees can be straight or bent
Deciduous or conifers,
And the ground may be dark or dappled
By playful patches of light.
Sometimes the wind shakes them,
Making them creak or sing;
Sometimes birds and insects make them hum their own symphony.
There is life and death here,
Shelter and support.
There are communities of species
Interacting in a Web of life.
And it is green, in so many ways.
Joyfully alive with green,
One of God's great hues
In which minuscule molecules
Combine to use sunlight
To power the eco-dance.
May it go on and on and on
And may we play our part in making it so.

Due to lack of WiFi on 12th August this post was delayed. Normal service was resumed on 13th August at Guisborough Methodist Church coffee morning.