Life’s Promenade


Life promenades before us, displayed
By morning, new breath exists
Avenues to explore, witness
Desires simplistic, a need to express
Let’s leave the path, get lost instead


34 thoughts on “Life’s Promenade

  1. There are not too many people in the world that would jump at that last line, or even think to write it πŸ™‚ Well done Audrey, it is something your writing shows so well…that perfectly time jump that shakes up the mood.

  2. Paths are nice, but sometimes one has got to venture off. How else can we discover new things?? I love the Spanish moss hanging in the trees, Audrey, and I so miss seeing it. Sigh.

    • Oh, Audrey, I am SO touched. I really am getting along so much better lately, as I seem to be channeling my grieving into movement. I am creating new with my art, digging out and throwing out with my personal “stuff”, just seemingly as though taking stock of what is in my Life, as to what stays what goes. Bless you for your prayers. It hasn’t been easy, but lately, much much better. I do Love you, my friend. (((HUGS))) Amy

    • I’m relieved to hear you’re doing okay, Amy. Your talent is immeasurable. I enjoy following your blog and encouraging words. You have a beautiful following and some incredible friends. Life is good for you, my dear. Not every day can be perfect, so when they aren’t relax into the ride and consider how far you’ve come. The positives will lift you up. β™‘ Hugs. Love always, Audrey

    • Oh, Audrey, your words upon which my Heart just embraced, lifted me so high. Your words will be with me this day, and so I sing. Bless you, my friend. Bless you! Love, Amy

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