That Life Is Fleeting

A walk through the meadow is now out of the question, for I need no signs of death and shadow to remind me that life is fleeting. A walk through the meadow would not elevate my mood, or bring feelings of elation though, even in spring, I know that life is fleeting. A walk through the meadow would bring tears to my eyes as I would miss the thrashers, colors of the asters, and know that life is fleeting. A walk through the meadow must be reserved for uplifting thoughts, meditating on life, warmth, and no stark reminders that life is fleeting.
Written October 6, 2022
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Krutsinger Avatar
October 8, 2022 at 7:26 AM
I am loving my meadow in all seasons, and when I walk I chant, which uplifts my spirits immensely! I recommend chanting and drumming if you have a drum. Of course I do.
Hankins Avatar
October 8, 2022 at 7:58 AM
I don't have a drum. I had one I brought back from Africa, but I don't know what happened to it. It must have gotten sold when we had an estate sale at the B&B.
Wolf Avatar
October 6, 2022 at 7:05 PM
Seems as if the glass is half-empty for you today... Tomorrow will be better!! ~ Fill 'er up, please! ~ Gershon
Hankins Avatar
October 6, 2022 at 9:22 PM
Nah, not really. Maybe I was just doing a bit of self-flagellation! (chuckling) But, I'll fill 'er up!
Tor Avatar
October 6, 2022 at 12:50 PM
We are reminded that we are not invincible, it is a sad realization. We must live our days like each one was our last. To enjoy as much as possible myfriend...
Hankins Avatar
October 6, 2022 at 1:23 PM
Indeed, but, when you get to be my age, Michael, something about you doesn't want to be constantly reminded of it.
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