Today I cried
I hadn’t for a while
Memories slowly fading
Too long in the sunlight
Her image knocks at the door
To come in
To the emptiness of my existence
My soul is a wound that never heals
Slowly leaking the life that is within me
I awaken expecting her
Reality startles me
She is not there
Her vision returns like a rushing wind
Swiftly filling the void
In the recesses of my heart
Time does not heal the pain
What is time but merely seconds ticking by
It heals nothing
Only stretches out the pain and hurt
I thought of her today
A +50-year-old(although very young at heart) hiker; canoe tripper; adventurer and outdoor enthusiast who enjoys craft beer.
Hiking, canoe tripping as well as other outdoor adventure activities, can be seen as a metaphor for living. Both are journey’s filled with scores of good and not so good steps. Highs and lows; successes and failures.
Over the years, have realized that spending time in the outdoors pursuing whatever type of outdoor activity you choose opens up a wonderful and life-changing array of lessons on living and ourselves if, we are willing to stop, observe and listen.