As the fire is puffing and growling its way through the wood, banked safely in its ring of stalwart rocks, the staccato voice of many frogs roll like waves in the background. The sound too-ing and fro-ing along the creek as the frogs each call out to their mates. Almost challenging the sound of the crackle and snap of the wood, as it slowly gives in to the flames.
The warmth of those flames heat my bare face, as the wind chill tickles the back of my neck – trying desperately to find a way in.
Yet still, it’s a peaceful night.
The glory of the milky-way above, shouts loudly into the silence of the dark night, daring all who look up, to deny if they can, that there is beauty to be had everywhere. You just need to look.
Peace steals through my heart and settles my soul, even as the chill of the autumn night bites at my ankles.
A car purrs down a road somewhere in the distance. It’s so far away that the sound it makes is negligible.
I take a deep breath.
Holding it for five seconds and then release.
The crisp night air fills my lungs and as I release it, my mind becomes unburdened with all of life’s current concerns.
I send a grateful thanks out into the universe, for all the joy and companionship today has brought me.