What if we went for a walk
And saw nothing notable-
No pretty flowers,
No gorgeous sky,
No weird items
Lying in the street,
Neither stranger nor friend
To speak to as we pass-
What then?
Even then,
We still had those minutes,
Consecrated by the breeze.
We still had our thoughts,
Sanctified by our steps.
We still had opportunity,
Hallowed by dedication.
George R. Pasley
January 14, 2020
Martin, TN
What if we went for a walk And saw nothing notable- No pretty flowers, No gorgeous sky, No weird items Lying in the street, Neither stranger nor friend To speak to as we pass- What then? Even then, We still had those minutes, Consecrated by the breeze. We still had our thoughts, Sanctified by our… Read more
What if we went for a walk And saw nothing notable- No pretty flowers, No gorgeous sky, No weird items Lying in the street, Neither stranger nor friend To speak to as we pass- What then? Even then, We still had those minutes, Consecrated by the breeze. We still had our thoughts, Sanctified by our… Read more