" the lovely walks "


shivers and trembles along the paths. we are seeking a truth in each day.

tremors and toils. my body and blood a-boil, with a love for you in every way.

the long afternoon, the shadows, the lean into the winds.

the vibrant colors, the dull muted aches.

and though never assured a certain sort of journey,

a contentment, a joy, i'm a delighted and amused boy,

most satisfied to just have the energy to play.

tonight's homework:

a goodly amount of stretching and metered, meditative breathing.