I walked through the streets for miles
towards what, I don’t really know.
Into something or away from something
this feeling I can’t really name.
Through piles of leaves that have helplessly fallen
and covered the earth in red.
Through trees and bushes all the colors of fall
on an unseasonably warm day.
I am walking to sort out the tension I feel
walking to clear out my mind.
Walking to bring me back to the place
where there is nothing but thankful joy.
I am trying to quiet the voices I hear
the opinions of what I should do.
I am concentrating on one step then the next
to find the quiet space where I feel.
It’s simple really after hours on the road
to lovingly come back home.
To see you sitting in the afternoon sun
your face lit in a gentle glow.
The day is slipping slowly away
the metaphor a little to real.
I want to wrap you in this moment forever
before the winter chill enters the room.
I am here today and here with you
and forever I will recall this day.
when life couldn’t steal away time.
*being thankful, prompted by dversepoets.com*