MINDFULNESS WALK, AUTUMN TWILIGHT

I will arise and go now,

And go to Elmwood Park.

And a gentle amble have there,

Mindful, in the dark.

This is my green cathedral -

Its grand avenue, the nave,

Its trees are soaring columns -

Here I find the calm I crave.

The congregation's very small,

Scampering squirrels and me.

I love the solace of solitude,

And the quietude that is to “be”.

I walk gently, slowly, mindfully,

Bodily pain, and strain increase.

Then home, physically weary,

But with a mind much more at peace.

Ffion

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