my path today
took me along one i walked quite often
some twenty years ago
in a different body
less saggy and wrinkled . . .
but still i delight in the call of a robin
and the soft curve of a chipmunk disappearing under a log,
in ducks and ducklings gliding past yellow pond lillies.
alive with sound there is silence,
amidst constant movement, stillness
in this green leafy refuge.
may we all know we are gloriously alive in each and every moment