Peace can be found in the steps of a stroll
will you join me on a walk to nowhere?
Shall we wonder without aim neither here nor there
and celebrate the lazy steps we take.
Falling victim to the marvel of the blearing blue sky
touching blades of grass along our journey.
Feeling passion for the air that finds our lungs
loving every second, that goes by...
‘tis the only way the spirit knows to fly.
Deo Volente
January 21, 2011
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