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I Am An Explorer

I find myself alone in the country For the first time ever, I can hear my soul My thoughts are not prancing or on fire I am alive to do nothing Unhurried and joyful Early morning nudges me to take a walk I smile at the weathered barn with three eyes surrounded by a rustic coral and skinny barbed wire the silence is rejuvenating I am hopeful and excited Soundlessness of this solitude surrounds my soul I adore the overgrown grasses, spying dandelions at my feet are those violets? Yes as well as tiny bits of mushrooms and wild strawberries. I am an explorer, alone in the country For the first time ever happy with my soul.

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Gershon Wolf

Date: 4/14/2022 7:09:00 PM

Go for it; no need to get 'all juiced up' in life. Find that 'inner Buddha!' ~ Mr. Calm and Collected

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 4/14/2022 8:16:00 PM

I find him regularly.

L Milton Hankins

Date: 4/14/2022 12:58:00 PM

I wish I could share your enthusiasm for the morning, but I just can't. I sleep until mid-morning. If I don't I don't feel right. I'm a definite night person, crawling into bed between 1-1:30 am. But, of course, the dandelions and violets are still there when I venture out by noon!

L Milton Hankins
Date: 4/14/2022 8:29:00 PM

Oh, BION, I remember those hot afternoons in the classroom, when we didn't have air-conditioning (60s) and I would get so sleepy in the afternoons. It was hard to get the children to function when they were so sleepy, too. A classroom of yawners I had.....

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 4/14/2022 8:17:00 PM

I like all kinds of times to be awake, but sometimes really want to sleep at 3:30 in the afternoon which is unfortunate because I do not get off work until 4:35 and I have a 40 minute drive home.