The Walk
I take a walk to
clear my head,
from hurt,
despondence, pain and dread.
The mundane tasks of
daily life,
form struggles,
stress and sacrifice.
The crisp fresh air,
the cool wind blow,
send calmness to my
very soul.
The crickets chirp,
the night owl hoot,
the rocks that
crackle, 'neath my boot.
Somehow it seems to
cure this stress,
when life seems like
its quite a mess.
With every step and
every stride,
I feel the healing
deep inside.
The stars that
twinkle up above,
remind me of this
earthly love.
For I'm a dot, a
speck in time,
a piece of a puzzle,
so vast and sublime.
My worries they fade
and those thoughts disappear,
as I think back on
life and all of its years.
What troubles me now
will soon fade away,
because time does
not stop and those feelings don’t stay.
When I'm feeling
helpless and don’t wish to talk,
I lace up my boots
for a cool evening walk.
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