The Beaconer
William Henry Wood. 2020
It was the aroma of life giving earth. It was the musky aroma of nature’s sweat from its toil bringing new spring life, rejuvenating life into the woodland. I wanted to lie down and roll over and bathe in it. I realised it was why I was here living on this earth. I am a part of nature’s creation. Natures gift to the world, as are all living things. My eyes had been opened as if for the first time…