Not knowing where I am going
is often the best way for me to travel.
Though common wisdom has been
to know where one wants to go
before setting out,
it works for me to start walking,
one foot in front of the other, and
then let miracles happen. Rainbows appear
at the end of a rainstorm. Smiles come my
way even when I don’t deserve them. There’s
a happy design in the clouds in the sky.
A parking spot opens up just when I need one.
And a poem comes out of the atmosphere.
Into my fingers. Onto the page.
Even without lines on the page, still,
a poem. You might think I was similar to
this wonderful poet who finds poems
on her daily walks into nature.
The best wisdom may be that
we are all wonderful poets,
if we just let each poem have its time.
So go ahead, put one foot in front of the other,
start walking, and let another miracle happen.
To you. To the world.
Be well and be happy,
Nessa McCasey
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