Soul Nourishment

I went for a walk this morning. The sky was a rich azure blue. The ever-green trees were silhouetted against the sky while the birds serenaded from those  trees which were heavy with buds.

To my right the rooves of the industrial estate, to my left  was a farm track abounding the ploughed fields and behind me in the distance was the sea.

I was being nourished visually and aurally. Then the breeze rose and the smell of freshly turned earth added to the experience.

I was being nourished on so many fronts. My soul was being nourished.