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Pilgrimage Statistics

Consecutive Days Riding: 135                             Consecutive Days Blogging: 117

Today’s Mileage:  5                                             Total Trip Mileage: 948

How does it relate?

It has been a busy day here at the University.  I taught three classes, finished a letter to my son who is in Army boot camp, and delivered copies of my Mandala research proposal to the Art faculty.  I settled down to write my blog for today and decided to take a walk and share my thoughts with you.  My thoughts dwelled on the nature scene surrounding me on this chilly winter day.  My words formed a series of poems.  Here they are for your enjoyment:

Cycles

Sheets o f heavy gray clouds

Darken near the horizon

The ground and pavement

Bears the residue of an earlier rain

The winter air absorbs my breath

Adding to the chilly haze

Trees and bushes shiver in a gentle breeze

Bare of any protective foliage

 But there are signs of what is to come

With lengthening days and heightened sunlight

 Spring

 Robins seeking worms

At the edge of water puddles

 A chorus of bird calls

Fill the treetops circling overhead

 Poking up through a mat of fallen leaves

Bright green blades of the daffodils

And the surest sign of all

A pair of trees sheltered between two buildings

Wrapped with rows of soft red buds

and precious pink blossoms

Cycles

Some fast enough to see

Others slow enough to sense

Joyful welcome to a new season!

****

Costs and Joys

 My nose

And ears

Grow faintly numb

My lungs

Rejoice with each

Fresh chilled breath

The colors will return!

 ****

 Near the end of the walk

The bird chorus builds

To a roar

As if they call out in joy

At the sight of the sun

The sun – the sun

Breaking through the gray

Break Through!

****

 Always With the Questions

 Are all squirrels hyperactive?

Or have they found

    some secret caffeine source?

Or does this squirrel really believe

    I’d want his soggy nut?

 ****

 Towards the end of my walk I heard the sounds of someone approaching from the rear.  It was an old colleague long ago retired on his brisk daily walk.  I joined him for a short distance exchanging pleasantries and news.  He continued on following the parameter of the campus, I turned toward the looming brick structures, toward my office and a letter and a blog.  Sometimes friendships are like memories, diminished to a faint glow, residue of an earlier time!

Have a wonderful day I hope you too are visited by images of Spring and words that jigsaw into poems!

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