take a look around

in the still of the night

in the quiet of the storm

take a look around…

and tell yourself that nothing will ever bring you down

again.

something big is happening

can you feel it

things will never be the same

again.

this is life

this love

this is the moment.

this is life

this love

and here you are.

this is life

this is love

keeps you going in the dark

from the very first time you feel

the touch

the sound

the spark.

this is life.

hugs n’ blessings for all those taking a look around.

sound-tracks

it’s the monday giggles….

Don’t wear headphones while vacuuming.

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song of the open road

We made it!

With a song in our heart and a whole lot of giggles we arrived safely to our POD.

Tenderly, as we drove those many miles, excerpts from an old Walt Whitman poem danced playfully through my heart and my head.

Song of the Open Road

(Excerpts)

BY WALT WHITMAN

1
Afoot and light-hearted I take to the open road,
Healthy, free, the world before me,
The long brown path before me leading wherever I choose.

Henceforth I ask not good-fortune, I myself am good-fortune,
Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing,
Done with indoor complaints, libraries, querulous criticisms,
Strong and content I travel the open road.

2
You road I enter upon and look around, I believe you are not all that is here,
I believe that much unseen is also here.

3
You air that serves me with breath to speak!
You objects that call from diffusion my meanings and give them shape!
You light that wraps me and all things in delicate equable showers!
You paths worn in the irregular hollows by the roadsides!
I believe you are latent with unseen existences, you are so dear to me.

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