“We all long for it, and we are constantly glimpsing it; our whole nature at its best and least corrupted, its gentlest and most humane, is still soaked with the sense of exile.” — J.R.R. Tolkien

We leave out early,

pull our hat brims down

when we face the rising sun, 

so warm and welcoming. 

The birds chatter, cheering

us along, as we revel

in the company of creation

and each other, two together

marveling at God’s green earth.

Much as Adam & Eve strolled

in the cool of the day, we amble,

contemplate, share our thoughts,

cherish our blessings, sigh 

and laugh; our voices rising 

as praise — joy irrepressible.     

There is no rush, no attempt

to get our heart rate up;

this is about calmness

and gentle admiration for all

that grows.  Sometimes we

pause to get our bearings—

when you are looking at life

instead of counting your steps

you can get pleasantly lost

in the exploring.  Time does 

not matter — we are just alive

in the moment, existing 

for an hour in our own

glorious Eden.

—C.L. Fisher, June 2020

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