Five miles north of Dolgellau
on the road to Porthmadog
the Forest of Kings awaits us
its Douglas Firs
Agog
With their Energy colossal
each trying to reach the sky
huge great trunks clearly at peace
with the forestry on high
night time draws the wild Deer
amongst The roots and cones
a marvellous soup of peacefulness
And a soreness in my bones
That takes me along a weaving path
Looking down on the Mawddach who
Carries its magical eddies before her
its what all rivers do
a man and his spaniel walking
tossing a stick we saw
his dog a plunging repeatedly
clearly very sure
fetching the stick and playfully
bringing it back with ease
all this done in a moment
In the company of the trees.
a foretaste and a certainty
an enlivening display
a catalyst before us
on this quiet Sunday
a gratitude of Nature
an appreciative I’d say
a positive resolution
to the humblest today
uninterrupted and ever flowing
to the sea not far away
Storm clouds in the distance
a pulverising sound
of lorries on the by pass
possibly Liverpool bound.
Rex Tyler is a Poet, Campaigner, former owner of an organic shop of 30 years, and Public Speaker living in Berkhamsted, UK.