One tree stands in a blaze of brilliant autumn glory, framed by green.

The only direct path to its warming heat is visual.

You hold The Tree’s sustained living fire in your mind’s eye as your beacon and destination. While your body relaxes into the gentle downhill roving circuit you may take to get there, you focus for a moment before moving out from under the sheltering umbrella of the fir tree above you.

What slow burning-bright ember are you moving towards on your journey, blazing red, pink, and orange?

What is the heat on your horizon you are moving closer to join with?