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Hints of the Gladness December 12, 2022
I greet Reginald, the neighbours dog
in the hallway on my way out to my walk,
and get him in trouble with his owner,
because he was meant to ignore me
and remain in his most obedient state.
A goose squawks loudly
as it swims across the water
of the tranquil fog covered bay.
I wonder who it’s calling out to?
Is it trying to find a family member
or a group of other willing geese
who will join it and fly away?
Thoughts of the power of forgiveness,
oneness, the true self,
and the power of pause
are dancing around in my head.
It’s too busy up there.
Be still.
It’s cold. The west coast,
wet seeping into your flesh
kind of cold. After a while I become
acclimated to it and it doesn’t interfere
with being present
to the beauty of nature
that surrounds me.
~ Rod
