I headed out for my morning walk...still in a funk. Out of the blue...familiarity lifted me. The geese have returned...today!
Geese
In an ever changing world
Of discontent…
Familiar things…
Like balm to the soul.
Cold wind in my face
Uncertainty in my heart
I trudge forth…
Battling dark thoughts.
In the distance…
I see them.
Waddling, honking,
Old friends in a storm.
Normalcy…comfort…
A parallel universe,
In which…yesterdays peace
Still exists.
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