Lucky Man

“Not until we are lost do we begin to understand ourselves.” - Thoreau

Today I went on a journey.

A quest for knowledge.

Crossing through the soiled city.

Passing brave souls on my way.

I made it.

I made it, I tell you.

I took my place on a bench.

At the edge of the grass.

Down by the water.

Where the sun glistened and reflected.

Like a bright, rippling mirror.

A spring breeze caressing my soul.

There were trees behind me and birds chirping.

Blades of grass giggled and sang me a song.

Like a candent chorus.

There.

Nowhere else.

Not another time.

Then and there.

I could see everything.

Forever.

Bold rocks of the ages stood guard.

Captivating centurions.

Immovable and incapable of lying.

The sky hung over me like a crimson canopy.

The ocean picking up and continuing where it left off.

I convened with the almighty.

He whispered truth to me.

Hugging me with reason and purpose.

Drying my tears and blessing with the cool, crisp, sea air.

Delivering divinity.

Promising eternity.

Assuring me that I was a ...

... lucky man ...

Author's Note

"We are ever dying to one world and being born into another." - Thoreau

Reviews

[Kelly Scheppers]

I love walking in the morning whenever I can. I usually take pictures of every day things, then go through what I've collected when I get home. There may be nothing special there, but its life, and its happening all around me. Your description of the sky, "like a crimson canopy", gave a feeling of protection, like the "bold rocks of the ages standing guard." You brought it all into focus, convening with the almighty...

"He whispered truth to me.
Hugged me with reason.
Drying my tears and blessing with the balmy air.
Delivering divinity.
Promising eternity.
Assuring me that I was a ...
... lucky man ...

A soliloquy of revelation from one happy man - a lucky man, indeed!

[Pete]

nothing speaks like nature as it transcends. keep walking and taking pics. never know what you'll find and learn. thank you Kelly! ... :)

[Chris Shaw]

Glorious photograph. I love your poem. There are flowers everywhere for those who care to look. Not my quote, but one I use a great deal. You only need to open your eyes to find the gems around us. Unfortunately most people are too busy wrapped up with all the other stuff to look and see what is under their noses. I like the way you convened with the Almighty. That sounded like Blake to me on Primrose hill. Been there and saw what he saw. Also enjoyed the ending of your poem. As for Thoreau's quote, nice quote but I'm quite happy here for the time being.

[Pete]

i like your thoughts on this. if we would simplify our lives and put more effort into what is truly importan,t we would notice more of what is in front of us. thank you Chris ... :)

[Chris Shaw]

You are welcome.

[sette]

we are called lucky ones because we are all given the chances to see the world, feel the pain and feel the joy the world has been one way or another fair and impartial

[Pete]

thank you sette ... :)

"There is no value in life except what you choose to place upon it and no happiness in any place except what you bring to it yourself." - Thoreau

[sette]

i agree to that