Another sunset walk. The fresh air lulled me. My spirit was soothed. My aura expanded.
Open. Alive. Aloud.
Singing praises of the simplicity of life.
Eating evergreen needles.
Eyes fixated on the sky.
Trekking up hills — leg muscles working hard.
Working for it.
Working for life.
Not trying, but being.
Not trying, but being.
Mind expands to a timeless existence.
An every moment sort of effortlessness.
Not against, but with
the flow of the winds.
Finding the familiar in the unfamiliar. Being present in the open air.
Stifled laptop self, unwoven —
unbound
loosened
Walking footfalls help me process
and move
stuck energy.
Suddenly, there is no fight.