Farther than before

I walked farther today than the previous days: three miles. I crossed Napa River on an elevated  bridge and connected to the river trail, to the downtown then returned home on another street.

It was 65 degrees, sunny with a cool breeze. I met along the way other walkers and cyclists.  We all practiced the safe distancing. There colorful flowers and plants and art.

I stopped a lot to take photos.

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A new reality

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Allowed to go out to take walks

Or get basic essentials for daily living.

I walk to the river for fresh air and scenery

The clouds form many disguises

The blue heron comes then flies away

Horses nonchalant in its movements

Tiny flowers adorn the lawn

My daily miracle.

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Where are you?

The fresh thought of wanting

The eagerness of eating an ice cream cone

Hastens arrival of summer

As if it can be done by magical gestures

I’m thinking of supernatural, the miraculous.

I will fold my hands

And sit still,  in silence.

 

There are those extraordinary hours

When you feel the approach of the beautiful

The moments when imagination is at its sharpest

When you see only clarity

Awe can be incomprehensible.

The ice cream is melting

The buds remain buried under the snow

I’m running very fast to catch reality

And tie it down.

Where are you?

Fresh approach

After correction of errors, a shift in imagination

The weight lifted lighten the wings for wider spaces

The stories written with new desire for understanding

Seeing and describing reality.

The moments of waiting before the unfolding

Is utter loneliness.

The objects of desire are well illustrated

Ushered in the open air.

We forget defeats, remember victories

The painful ones, the hardest ones

Written in the bones, carried in the tears

We smile and say, why not.

The art of fresh approach, act of integration

The next story of enchantment we will write

As if we are thinking of immortality

We are offering our homage and gratitude.

Settlement

Settled and living near the ocean

I entered a world of birds

Learning how they look and sound,

Knowing their habits and peculiarities

A new vocabulary of patience and attentive eyes,

A binocular and waking to a new way of looking

Slowly birds became like friends and companions

Swelling of delights trailing after the bird’s daily calls

Hastening the retreat of boredom hinting no return.

Length of Stay

Length of Stay

There is no more boredom or uneven walk on the hiking trail
No more mere acorns and colored pebbles from the riverbed
A new day of catastrophe’s widening reach
Wearing a mask wherever one goes
Suspicion of catching the virus when traveling, talking with friends and strangers
Living in narrow corridors
A suffocating feeling, counting the hours
Waiting when the end come?
With fear of being left alone and contagious

Today I walk to the river
There is a pink breasted bird flying from one branch to another, from one tree to another tree
Tweeting and communicating in a high pitch bird talk
I see a fisherman attending to his line
The fish has not touched any of his baits
But living is not all about intensity and patience
Not all about uncertainties and business hours
Life is also about the every day simplicity: corn on the cob and opening an umbrella during the rain,
A good book, kind thoughts, and Beethoven
And kissing you goodnight.

Awe

You try to frame your beginnings and journey

Demolishing and picking up the ruins

Planting roots, building a ladder with vision of a summit,

A tapestry of new colors and threads

Then you see a swan rising from the waters

The white wings spreading wide as if without effort

The awe encompasses all you have learned

Simple, precise and complete

Forever transforming your soul.