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A Night Walk, Nature Then Talks

A Night Walk, Nature Then Talks Forgotten, my life,my dear sweet sorrows images fading fast as deeper I invade. Nature sings,cares not for our tomorrows nor our vanities we so foolishly made! Forrest path was wide and very well worn I had walked hundreds of time before. This night my mind and my heart both torn my wife had just walked out the door! My flashlight was not needed much at all full moon spraying light on the ground. I reflected back to our love and its fall how love troubles follow me around! Yet farther I went,calmer my soul became mother Nature sensed my agonizing pain She was assuring that she'd be the same giving me a renewed spirit like rain! I saw night creatures scurry all about watching me with those glowing eyes. My heart almost happily sang to leap out beauty came and my mind felt the skies! Starlight merged,shining moon cried aloud trees then began to very softly speak Starlit night-sky without a hiding cloud warm tears were now wetting my cheeks! Why O' why did my dear wife wish me to die had not I bought her this sweet land. Nature showed me lonely in the night sky sometimes leaving is taking that stand! Then an owl called out its lonesome hoot there was healing in that great call. Had I not my life and good health to boot life again could be a dancing ball! Nature moved me to settle this great hurt to enjoy so deep the God gifted scenes. Allow the heart to again dance and spurt Grab onto hope by any and all means! Forgotten, my life,my dear sweet sorrows images fading fast as deeper I invade. Nature sings,cares not for our tomorrows nor our vanities we so foolishly made! Returning now,down this old well worn path stars and moon spraying ever brighter. Gone were pains and my dark and evil wrath heart and soul soothed and much lighter! R.J. Lindley Sept,3rd 1975 Note-- Presenting this poem , a gem from my private journal. Forty years ago today! Written when I was a healthy, robust young 21 years old and so full of piss and vinegar.

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Date: 8/11/2016 1:49:00 PM
Yes, this is a 'gem' from your poetry collection, Robert, considering the tender age when it was written! Congratulations on this fine win, my friend. Hope you are keeping well. Best regards // paul
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Date: 8/9/2016 7:33:00 PM
Thank you for this journey, Robert! What a lovely poem, and your faith shines forth!
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Date: 8/9/2016 7:17:00 PM
What a tremendous poem Robert...congratulations
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Date: 8/9/2016 6:46:00 AM
Quite a walk for such a young lad, a much belated congratulations Robert...
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Date: 8/9/2016 2:27:00 AM
Robert, Congratulations on your win. Stop by and enjoy my latest blog (MR PERIOD.....) it's another one of my lazy blogs. Luv **SKAT**
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Date: 9/5/2015 12:37:00 AM
We are so close in age. I am turning 60 like in just ten hours. EEEEEEKKK. I was captured by the title on this one because today I saw the Robert Redford film, A Walk in the Woods. Not exactly the same as this, but both the movie and your poem have a humorous element. I enjoyed this walk with you. The road has been long and fast, hasn't it?
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Robert Lindley
Date: 9/5/2015 8:43:00 AM
Thanks Andrea. We are close , I turn 62 in six months. Now I'll have to go check out the Redford movie! I look back and it seems lightning fast my friend. When I was young 60 years old look like a million years away to me . lol
Date: 9/4/2015 7:43:00 AM
- A great writing, and thoughts of a young man age 21 Robert! - I want to share a beautiful poem with you today: -The Moon - The Swan - The Rose - Hope you will enjoy it :) - I wish you a lovely weekend :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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Robert Lindley
Date: 9/5/2015 8:37:00 AM
Yes, that is a great poem you wrote my friend. A pleasure to read and reflect upon. Wishing you a great weekend!

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