Not all those who wander are lost…….

Not all those who wander are lost,

didn’t you know, the price, the cost?

In walking straight along the line

or veering off from time to time

kneel down upon the steady ground

see whats there to be found

a little bud, a blade of grass

a glistening glow, as the river runs fast

a bird soaring through the sky

announcing to all, as you walk on by

A butterfly, a ladybird

flutter ahead without a word

Follow them all down their path

learn the lessons, see what they’re at

Dancing, singing, merrily

living each moment, so care free

burning passion, awaken desire

fan the flames, set alight the fire

stagnant waters, daily drudge

muddy viewpoints, toxic sludge

waste not time, on staying stuck

take a peek, go have a look

walk and wander, don’t be afraid

the choice is yours to be made

no ties no chains, just faith in now

this time, this moment, knowing somehow

that this path we take, whether short or long

it may feel right, it may feel wrong

but not all those that wander

are lost or found

they’re just where they should be,

now that’s profound

some tread lightly and some will pound

upon this earth so rich in beauty

nature speaks, it is our duty

to harness kindness, patience and love

seek to find of what’s enough

to fill or souls and guide our path

cherish simplicity of all that we have

separate the wheat from the chaff

learn to give, learn to laugh

at all the short comings

that we possess

and know that nature, our mother

knows best!

she gives us valleys, mountains and seas

sunshine, moonlight and a soft gentle breeze

forests so strong, air so clean

protection from bad, seen and unseen

a delicate flower, a thorny rose

the speed of the cheetah and the

sloth on a go slow

balanced she is in all that’s around

and those that respect her are not lost

but found

she takes away our anger and pain

give us comfort when we walk her terrain

negative thoughts seep on out

trust in her beauty, have no doubts

the answers lie within your steps

keep moving forward, have no regrets

or second guessing this or that

make mistakes, it doesn’t matter

get up again if you fall down

look to the heavens at the soft white clouds

see the bird, flying so high

sometimes too, he must cry

but keep on going he know he must

through the wind and rain, the fog and dust

picking berries, and twigs for his home

but before he settles, off he will roam

his simple life, abundant but free

wandering, not lost

but thoughtfully

the trick of the journey is simple but true

but it all has to start

with me and with you

being thankful and grateful

take courage and faith

the path it will open

just walk through the gate…..