This is the evening
To be in bed early
Listening to Meredith Monk
Listening to the wind
Being hopeful for my children
The wind might take me anywhere
You also, if you choose to journey
Yes, you also, if you join the journey
To walk beside the dry stone walls
To walk up the hills, to walk down the dales
With the all that there is to see all around us
Not in search of faith, nor spirituality
Or peace, or outward calm, but rather
Simply to be there; to see all, to hear all
Not that I am giving up the exploration
As to who I am, or more importantly for
Who I might become; who might I become
Yet all the while
To breathe, knowing the breath
To smile, knowing the smile
To speak with compassion and generosity
To hold hands, and wish well
For all whose paths we cross
This is the evening
To be in bed early
Listening to Meredith Monk
Listening to the wind
Being hopeful for my friends
