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thirty five thousand steps of joy
morning light
glorious
bright
not yet
like cicadas
they rose
from the ground:
the grind of
modern day life
before the sun
they rose as one
yet miles apart
on land
mates
the meeting
with sun kissing goodbyes
to the horizon in the background
the fun
had already begun
the journey
through the woods
at pace
of a swooping hawk
with beats of high bass
punctuated by
synchronized laughter
of a mob of three
crumbs
for the diet
fluids
for the feat
ready they were
for the twice a year treat
beginning at the creek
before the waterfall
geckos basking
serenity enthralls
few steps on
welcomes the terrain
a million miles away
from the
bustling city's domain
with cliffs
gorges
falls
azure skies above
the blue of the ocean
splashing about the cove
living has now begun
tracks parsing the bush
into valleys dense
and cush
welcome sights galore
dunes by the shore
left behind were men
with the city-life
the grind
enjoying the bliss
here they're children
this is the peak
of joy
savored
cherished
by the company of mates
at paradise's gates
the sweat
the aches
at noon
walking
admiring dunes
was worth
every bit
neutered
by the lagoon.
thirty five thousand
the steps of joy
thirty five thousand livings
money can't buy!
Author's note:
a memoir of recent nature walk by the coast with 2 of the best friends, the dense bush, beautiful valleys, beaches and wildlife, cleansing the souls.
glorious
bright
not yet
like cicadas
they rose
from the ground:
the grind of
modern day life
before the sun
they rose as one
yet miles apart
on land
mates
the meeting
with sun kissing goodbyes
to the horizon in the background
the fun
had already begun
the journey
through the woods
at pace
of a swooping hawk
with beats of high bass
punctuated by
synchronized laughter
of a mob of three
crumbs
for the diet
fluids
for the feat
ready they were
for the twice a year treat
beginning at the creek
before the waterfall
geckos basking
serenity enthralls
few steps on
welcomes the terrain
a million miles away
from the
bustling city's domain
with cliffs
gorges
falls
azure skies above
the blue of the ocean
splashing about the cove
living has now begun
tracks parsing the bush
into valleys dense
and cush
welcome sights galore
dunes by the shore
left behind were men
with the city-life
the grind
enjoying the bliss
here they're children
this is the peak
of joy
savored
cherished
by the company of mates
at paradise's gates
the sweat
the aches
at noon
walking
admiring dunes
was worth
every bit
neutered
by the lagoon.
thirty five thousand
the steps of joy
thirty five thousand livings
money can't buy!
Author's note:
a memoir of recent nature walk by the coast with 2 of the best friends, the dense bush, beautiful valleys, beaches and wildlife, cleansing the souls.
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