Walking

it seems so simple to walk,
to place one foot before the other
in the world,

to do so without thought
is to miss the gift
of all that is on offer:

do you see the world,
the flowers in their vibrant blooms,
the faces of those on their porches
turned up to the sun,
do you hear the laughter
of the children at play,

do you stretch out your senses
to feel the calm of the nature,

do you allow yourself to become one
with all that surrounds,
do you let yourself
know peace
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Losing Yourself

my feet are in the water,
the waves move easy
over my ankles,
they feel the broken shells,
pebbles, sand and larger rocks
beneath the surface;
my face stretches up
to the warmth of the afternoon sun,
I don't feel the early spring water's
aching rattling my bones,
nor the gentle breeze
passing through my hair;
I close my eyes to the blue expanse
shimmering towards an endless horizon,
I am lost
in the peace of this moment
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