This poem was written over 50 years ago. It still describes how I strive to live my life.
I reach out For the icy, dulling numbness Of whipping winter winds For the frozen laughter Of ice packed play by snow-capped kids I reach out For the green, fresh spring grass And the blooming of path side flowers For the chirps of birds In baby budding trees I reach out For the penetrating summer sun And its fiery furnace of light For the lazy dogs and the cool breeze In summer shades I reach out For the autumn colors Of lovely leaves ending their lives For the hum of gentle animals Working toward the winter I reach out For all of life and what it brings For its substance, its character Its emotions, its feelings. And reaching for them For the known and unknown Works of God and all his beauty I step lightly on this earth As one man bound to duty
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