Mystical trees, Explode from the earth Showering the lower sky With their outstretched arms. Lungs of this realm Give back to us our need for air, Without thought Built in to their nature. Reaching for light Absorbing the very elements.
“The kestrel….Waits and waits and waits in silence and then it pounces or it doesn’t. If it doesn’t pounce it just goes away, it thinks again, it thinks of somewhere else it can go and stalk it’s prey. It just always reminds me do you know sometimes in life we need that patience, we need that just sitting and waiting and working out what we want and if we don’t get it move on and do it again“.
Liane Holdsworth RSPBTranscript taken from BBC Sounds Tweet Take 5