forced myself
to go
and take a walk
where I used to go
and take a walk
saw two turtles
sunning side-by-side
and took their picture
and walked away
one foot in front of the other
it felt good
to walk in a public place
even if in tears
you’re moving forward
facing what you don’t wanna face
or feel
one foot in front of the other
and there were families with their young children
running round and round
and dogs with their noses to the ground
a frisbee in the air
somebody teaching Tai Chi over there
and I wish I could run
like that runner that flew past me
but at least I can walk
fairly fast
and when I’m outside with the sunlight in the leaves
I feel like I can walk to the ocean
not so on a treadmill
that’s a grind
so, I got up again this morning
and went for another walk
in the sunlight
just in a different place
it won’t ever feel the same
as it did before
nothing quite will
methinks
a D.H. Lawrence poem comes to mind:
“I never saw
a wild thing
sorry for itself.
A bird will fall
frozen dead
from a bough
without ever
having felt
sorry for itself.”
TL