The Walk

Walking becoming overcoming. Orion becomes Jesus walking on water. Trek trudge and stumble, taking it in stride. Bearing a cross of torment and torture. Struggling slogging shepherding, slaving in blood mixed tears. Walking through light and shadow. Sleep meandering, dreams seamlessly mingle with stumbling lumbering, slumbering shamble, ambling ramble. Roving roaming range, radius reached, realms always remembered. Walking the footpath through rainforest. Sizzling amour fou ardor, fevered fervor. Lascivious among the leaves, captive to carnality. Fleshly forbidden found only in the taboo soil of impulses. Walking in the aurora of first light. Sprinting agape beneath spectral wavy prismatic sky. Darting dashing driving toward a new day. Racing rushing for radiant rays wrapping the horizon. Igniting the dark, blazing the trail in a neonate morning, advancing the awaiting adventure. Walking with friends and lovers. Parading promenading propelled plantigrade. Globetrotting every continent, every consideration, every awareness and attentiveness. The common blanket sweeping overall. Let the celebration of being begin.