Quiet Freedom

With two stone in hand

I walked the miles

In looking about the land

Wondered about smiles

 

We traversed a path

Many steps have taken

Soul and memory hath

Their love forsaken.

 

A young couple with child

A leash and animal along

I wondered about their wild

Sojourn on worn paths long.

 

Ourselves their names remain

Quite the same integrity

I did imagine a time our main

Goal together to hold sanity.

 

Yet now we have the lines

The indication of a time beyond

When with much without whine

We do settle well upon fond.

 

In nature in the wood I held

Two rocks, one in each palm

A pace of hiking I did meld

Into an afternoon of calm.

 

I still wonder about satisfaction,

Will my lines provide indication.