A Walk Amidst The Cairns

"We are here reunited today at the dawn of a new journey", said the wise oracle, "a journey where wanderlust would be our best companion, so I expect you to get lost in the whimsical nature and enjoy every bit of it", he paused looking at his audience in the eyes, one by one.

He was nervous and excited because the council had to postpone that trip many times due to the continuing conflict between some small guerrilla units that didn't want to give up the battle.

He waited eagerly for the wanderlust of sight and of the other senses, and he missed a lot of the whimsical nature that has been part of his life since the first years of his childhood.

He needed to keep a wise attitude and behave as all of his followers had always known him but it was really hard to hide the excitement, the gladness that he felt in his heart. The kid he was needed to be kept inside of him, with no trace on the outside.

It was the first time in a few years that the Realm of Ancient Giants could be visited and explored again, after that the plague that occurred every tenth year of the calendar and every time it came, destroyed humans and livestock.

Professionality was a must, so he cleared his voice to come back in a formal mindset and said in his deep voice: "Wait for majestic mountain views that will make your hearts tumble and your stomachs tremble.", things he was feeling in his own skin, as his stomach felt like had been cut in a half with a tremendous blade, while he replayed in his mind that same spectacular views with agile birds strafing in the air with elegance and fury. He then continued: "Crave sunset of embers and suave moonlight to light your mind with gratitude for the world rejuvenated", continued with passion and with the involvement of those that were listening to him.

Many of them knew what he was talking about and lived for the moment that they would meet again those places, for many was though the first time that they were visiting those locations that they heard only in schools and in the books they read for pleasure. The anxiety, the emotion and the impatience were as tick as the walls that once protected the outer corners of their realm.

"We'll start marching through the morning mist but don't be scared, we won't lose each other if you can hear the singing of the sacred bird of the morn", he said leaving space for a little of commotion.

He invited everybody to take a breath in and out to conquer awareness of what was expecting them and that way started vividly a path of perseverance, optimism, yearn for growth.

That was a walk that would have taught them how to live in their world with more respect and wisdom, letting go of the problems of the past that nearly annihilated them. But luckily it was all that it was: the past.

The trees shined of new life, the fauna was glad and brilliant, the vegetation was greener and plump than ever, the sky so blue that in certain sceneries could not be distinguished from the lakes and the oceans, nor from the rivers.

This wellness of Nature in all of its splendour gave the devotes the strength to face the pain and the grief left from the last and still burning blight, to traverse the cemetery stretch of their holy travel and so they carried on, directed to a brilliant future, walking amidst the cairn of those that they loved and lost.

Inspired by A Walk Amidst The Cairns by Landstrykar.

Will you walk with me?