Done

Done

What do we do when the doin' is done?

And silence falls

A moment for thought

Feeling

What do we think when the thinkin' is all thought out?

Nothing is solved

And walking is the only way

Forward on and on, this path might not be familiar

but it is mine.

There might not be answers to think or thunk or thank, god bless me

But I can walk.

What do we do when the feelin' is felt?

Soak it in, wring it out, wiggle each finger and toe

free of tension

On into freedom

And keep walkin'

This is our way, we humans

Doing, thinking, feeling and ultimately

Moving on.

In and over and through whatever this plain brings

And I can feel in my blood

the movement

the rush

The spirit that threads through

Tying pretty little bows around each of us

and linking those bows

every which way and every what way

And that is friendship.

Spiritual ribbons in all the colors of the rainbow.

BL

...on a crisp September eve...

9/16/11