morning walk musings
enlivened by the wafting breeze
a deep desire arose
heart was hesitant to release
rapture within that grows
walkers, runners, both young and old
shared gifts of Mother Earth
the void heard all stories untold
of both sorrow and mirth
as of our stuporous routine
we walk the path clockwise
this habit leaves some sights unseen
which we do realise
one with both the formless and form
our heart hummed a soft tune
swathed in bliss mists both cool and warm
with existence we commune
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2024
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