Be a guardian angel
A caravan may need you
Walking for days looking for answers
For a practical place for winter living.
Would you rather study
different calamities in the world?
To memorize details may not be necessary or a time lost.
If you walk a lot
You may arrive at odd places
Kindness is rare, start the day with gratitude.
The simplest way to change the world,
Restore glaciers and abundant forest
And slows down the wind.
The caravan will find the oasis
The nomads can walk forever.
During the last few days I have been walking to the river early in the morning.The day is cool and I need only a light jacket. Today is one of those days.
The path to the river has newly planted bushes like the English laurel. They replaced wild palm trees that become diseased easily.
The regular fishermen have not arrived. There are two gentlemen on the riverbank who are enjoying a conversation and drinking coffee.
The front lawns of the houses along the street are well groomed and have a lot of flowers. I don’t know their names.
I stop often to look at the flowers and take photos. If the fishermen are around I usually talk to them. Very casual conversations. Nothing deep or esoteric.
My walk takes me about 60 minutes because I stop a lot. Sometimes I carry a book and sit on an empty bench to read. I write notes in my mobile phone.
I’m reading currently 3 books: Aristotle’s Way by Edith Hall, Love and St. Augustine by Hannah Arendt and Dancing on the Spider Web, a new novel by Sasha Paulsen, the feature editor of our local newspaper, the Napa Register.
Between a trodden path and the street
A steep embankment
A solitary sunflower grows
Facing the eastern sky
What else do you need to survive?
Life dwells in the vines
after harvest wine will not be illusion
a summary of individual wishes
Single moment in memory:
An eye movement, gesture of affection
A hand wave with smile
May be enough to lift a heart
Staggering from emptiness.
Last Sunday while grilling chicken for dinner
The water leaks from the faucet
Ruining the kitchen floor and dining room carpet
Steamed rice and corn complete the table.
I try to visualize longitude and latitude
A ladder and a backpack
In braided places of discoveries
I will not play with thistles
Or comb my hair with my hand.