Tuesday, May 28th 2024
Rosedale, Toronto
A new poem describing today's walk: They shouted out in silence
In the spraying sharing rain
The greens that grow without license
Free feeling and lining every lane
If ever there was moksha on earth
It was in these moments we trailed
Sensations of newness and rebirth
An unlocking after being jailed
There were three of us in the drizzle
By Mud Creek away from people
In an abode of urban dismissal
And a oneness that had us equal
In years I'm declared as senior
But physical we are not
In spirit we are all Monsignor
By the meek knowing we're a dot
Came a spot where tree was forest
An ideal stop for a shot
Of three dudes not harassed
In natural happiness we were caught
MAY THE SOURCE BE WITH YOU!
6 km
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