A poem for those hot summer morning walks, when the only things worth walking for are beauty and breezes.
When the sun hides beneath a blanket of clouds and the muggy air squeezes the breath from my chest I look for a breeze anywhere anyhow as heat seems to rise from the cracks of the earth I don't care what the calendar says summer arrived ages ago and even though I'm melting like an ice cream cone I'll look for the beauty I know will be found
This message is for all of us – a reminder to get up each morning and keep going.
For every one who walks the line between beauty and the broken For every seeker who takes the time to look for the good in life For every hunter of lasting treasure buried beneath the ordinary For every runner falling short of the finish line For every dashed dream leaving its stain of disappointment For every broken heart gathering its pieces to be sown like seeds of hope For every warrior who has lost his way May you stand in the presence of light today May you walk in the company of everlasting joy May you rise each morning and begin again Keep walking, keep moving, keep going, dear friend
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