Great Journey 🥾 Day 392
🇨🇭Heike
Today it's only twice around the church tower, as they say. And that is a particularly beautiful corner here, where I am at the moment.
Münchenwiler Castle outside the window and the associated herb garden open to the public. All around, simply meadows, forests and not far away Lake Murten. This is how to enjoy the hikes (or should I say walks?).
I notice that I haven't quite found my rhythm yet. A lot (too much?) work. Gerd, whom I miss, is still far away. And the occasional autumnal rainy days don't help to improve the mood.
But nature, no matter where, just feels so good. And while I'm walking, I remember the poem by Doktor Wald.
When I suffer from headaches and neuroses,
I feel misunderstood or old,
and the fair muses do not caress me,
then I consult the doctor forest.
He is my ophthalmologist and psychiatrist,
my orthopaedist and my internist.
I'm sure he'll help me over any hangover,
whether it is of sorrow or cognac.
He doesn't think much of powders and pills,
but all the more of air and sunshine.
And a pleasant silence barely surrounds me,
he whispers to me, "Now take a deep breath!"
Is his practice also often overcrowded,
in his care you run yourself healthy.
And circulatory sufferers who are still panting today,
are without clinical findings tomorrow.
He always gets us back on our feet,
the soul into balance,
prevents fat build-up and gallstones.
only - unfortunately, he doesn't make house calls.
(Author: Forester Helmut Dagenbach)
#drForest
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