There, I Will Find Love

If I were to walk the world, I’m not even certain I’d want walk it with my legs. I want to breathe it in with my lungs, peruse it with my eyes, feel it with my fingers… Because all of those are patient within me. But not my legs, and not my heart. Certainly not my mind. But my mind can move as fast as it likes to as it analyzes and explores every dimension of the taste, sight, and feel of it. The problem is it frequently explores one aspect, and is oblivious to another. It overlooks some of the beauty of the world.

So, as I amble through life, I hope to come alive in patient spring, and walk slowly through the Garden. I wish to wake the earth as it awakens me.

There, I will find Love.

Amble

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