I walk almost everyday. Some days Warren and I walk together; some days we walk alone. We walk for peace; we walk for mediation; we walk for the dog. Some days I love the routine of the same path and other days I need to step out and look at different trees and horizon from a fresh vantage point. As I cover new ground I come home with my vision clear or my thinking reorganized by the rhythm and sights of the walk. I come home and pick up seeds in the garden and see sculptures in their shapes. I see the possibility in kiln experiments.
Take my hand.
We will walk.
We will only walk.
We will enjoy our walk
without thinking
of arriving anywhere.
Walk peacefully.
Walk happily.
Our walk is a peace walk.
Our walk is a happiness walk.
Then we learn
that there is no peace walk;
that peace is the walk;
that there is no happiness walk;
that happiness is the walk.
We walk for ourselves.
We walk for everyone
always hand in hand.
Walk and touch peace every moment.
Walk and touch happiness every moment.
Each step brings a fresh breeze.
Each step makes a flower bloom under our feet.
Kiss the Earth with your feet.
Print on Earth your love and happiness.
Earth will be safe
when we feel in us enough safety.
--from "Call me by My True Names - The Collected Poems of Thich Nhat Hanh", Parallax Press, 2005.
--from "Call me by My True Names - The Collected Poems of Thich Nhat Hanh", Parallax Press, 2005.
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