Oh, the little joys of every day
A stroll down the street
A hair lock gone astray
Brushing against my cheek
The only noise I hear
Comes from my beating heart
The leaves in the breeze
They dance along
As do I, though no one sees
How beautiful the sensation
Of a cool canyon breeze
After a long hot day
How sensational and thrilling
When snowflakes caress my face
Freshly fallen from the sky
Sweet is the melody that emanates
From beneath my feet
From fallen leaves on the ground
Delicious are the smells of plants
Growing and blooming in varieties of colors
As they wake up from winter’s sleep
Beauty in its perfect form
And I’m engrossed
Commentary:
Another poem written as the result of some euphoric moment I had while walking. Walking is literally my therapy. I've had days that were bad days and left me in a bad mood, but when I go on my walk, it works my mind. All of the negative emotions are still there when I begin, but 100% guaranteed when that walk is finished, I'm happier and lighter on my feet. The connection with nature seems to distract me from myself and it reminds me of all the beautiful and happy things that still exist.There's a type of satisfaction I get when I see natures process at work. Even though each season has some unpleasant features, there are some absolutely beautiful ones as well. To watch the seasons go through their cycles is never boring as each time, even though it's basically the same process, something different comes up that makes that much more interesting. I loved variation, and though change can be difficult for me, it's exciting for me at the same time. Nature never disappoints.
