Wren

It was Wednesday, hiking day in the Westflorded Forest. I had been making this ritual for a long time now.

Clearing

It put me in good humour and my body response, beside the natural tiredness, was a well-being that justified the effort.

After an hour of walking I found myself approaching the middle of the wood where there was a clearing. I felt its proximity because there was a quickly reduction of shadows and dampness in the air.

A few seconds before reaching the clearing I was surprised by the bright light that seemed to flow from the place.

As I walked past the last trees into the open space, I saw a beautiful being kneeling near a big bush, there was a vital light flowing from the strong body, and in that moment the luminous head turned towards me.

I cannot describe the beauty of that face, the eyes were so amazingly clear, and the way they looked at me showed a kind of solid sight, not the intangible way we human have, but a three dimensional embrace I cannot explain.

Wren

Then the figure smiled, and all things around seemed to explode in light and in a second there was a soft breeze that dissolved the vision into the common big bush.



In awe, I approached the shrub and to my amazement I see that the object of interest of the apparition was a little wren struggling to fly, but not making it because one of its wings was broken.

I took the bird, and carried it to town, where I left it in the Vet's office, with the promise to get it back when it has its wing healed.

Some weeks later I went to get the bird back and found it totally recovered, but confined in a small cage where it could not fly too much.

I took the cage and went to the clearing again, and setting it on the ground near the big bush, I opened the cage door, but the little wren was cowing in a corner of the prison.

I stood up and went back some paces, always looking at the bird.

When it saw I was far enough, it jumped to the gate and looking both sides leapt up and flew to a bough of a nearby tree.

I am not sure, but I think I could see a faint figure around the little wren as if embracing it, and smiling towards me. A great well-being filled me, and while the little wren flew away, it chirped as if saying:

See you later...

See you later...



The music are Celtic Forest songs "Guardians of the Woods followed by Spirit of the Wild".

© 2013 Od Liam.