Golden ratio

it has happened again

 solar geometry has shifted 

its angles re-configured

unleashing golden light 

in equations of alchemy

so golden

as if Midas passed this way.

Suprised by joy

Walking through the cold, calm greys of dusk

Along the margins of a field,

A tiny bird flits past my cheek 

So close I clearly hear

Articulated echoes of its

Tilted, beating wings.

**I love it when nature suprises me with something unexpected, something beautiful that I just stumble upon. It is interesting how often this happens, that nature seems to repay you for simply spending a few minutes in a natural landscape, and from that comes a feeling of connection with the environment, and an upliftedness of heart and peace of mind I can't really explain. Increasingly I feel the urge to capture these moments in a photograph or poem, I don't want to lose the sense of wonder by teatime. In both these forms, especially the photography, I am a total novice. I have written always, in jobs and in private, but never poetry, so please be patient with my first faltering steps!**