Brad and I went for a walkabout around our neighborhood yesterday afternoon after Andrea and I made our daily inspection around Wilson Park. As is often the case, I found both outings quite rejuvenating and relaxing. Brad wrote about our ambulatory antics in his blog today. I sound like a pretty decent fellow. Feels good!
Silly Salvation
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we embrace and talk
a moment to laugh and walk
relief from the daily grind
letting go of my fearful mind
the stories don’t matter
reduced to minor chatter
thanks to a walk with thee
my heart is full of glee
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The gifts of friendship and laughter.
This poem was inspired by my friend David who embodies the gifts of play, laughter, and enthusiasm. It is such a pleasure to spend time in his company. A walk in the neighborhood becomes a healing retreat; full of laughter, acceptance, and connection. Dave has a gift for making fun of life and himself in a way that helps me let go of my stories and a mind that wants to figure everything out. Most of us are stuck in our stories, needing to endlessly repeat them in a hopeless attempt to gain the love, relief…
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Thanks my friend. I appreciate you.
Thank you for finding a place on your blog for my little creations.