A figure in the vast landscape

Walking out into the great silence 

Stills the mind

It is not empty 

But stills to a more natural pace

Observations , thoughts and feelings 

Can come and go in a walking meditation 

Sans technology 

Things are more immediate

Not mediated though 

The mirror of culture 

Or design 

The senses sharpen 

And the breathing relaxes 

This is life in the raw

An expansion of the self 

As you harmonise with the environment 

In the silence is the great renewal

Separation is an illusion 

But it can nt be understood by the intellect

Only  perceived through direct experience 

The senses grew in silence 

And barriers are broken down