Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..just letting the heart do the talking while the fingers do the walking while being different, being me… 🙂
( “I do not do, say or write something to been seen or heard… I do, say or write something because it needed to be done, said or written…” , no nominations please, just sharing thoughts while exploring life 🙂 ).. 🙂
Weeder's Thoughts….. I have raked the soil and planted the seeds Now I've joined the army that fights the weeds. For me no flashing saber and sword, To battle the swiftly marching horde; With a valiant heart I fight the foe, My only weapon a trusty hoe. No martial music to swing me along, I march to the robin redbreast song. No stirring anthem of bugle and drum But the cricket's chirp and the honey bee's hum. No anti-aircraft or siren yell But there's Trumpet-creeper and Lily-bell. With a loving heart and a sturdy hand, I defend the borders of flower-land; While high over Larkspur and Leopardsbane, A butterfly pilots his tiny plane; But I shall not fear his skillful hand, My enemy charges only by land. Would those who lead nations in war and hate But lay down their guns at some garden gate, There, bury- their bombs and their bloody deeds, And join the grand army that's fighting the weeds. (Alma B. Eymann)
Hello Diary,
After gazing out my window and seeing the state of affairs this ole world is in, thought I would share a few thoughts about friendship, something the world societies could use more of… accepting one as to who they are and wish to be, even though they may be different… sharing thoughts and love, not imposing one’s ideology on another…. To great another with a handshake, not a fist…. “A friend may be waiting behind a stranger’s face.” ( Maya Angelou,)… 🙂
And to do so in peace and harmony.. “Don’t walk in front of me, I may not follow, don’t walk behind me, I may not lead, walk beside me, and be my friend” (Albert Camus )… 🙂
“When we begin to build walls of prejudice, hatred, pride, and self-indulgence around ourselves, we are more surely imprisoned than any prisoner behind concrete walls and iron bars.” (Mother Angelica).. 🙂
Not just another day, dear friend
For in spite of time, distance or whatever,
If only in spirit, thought and dreams
We will be sharing the day together.
Together we live the hand that Fate has dealt us
To share thoughts of love, hope..perhaps a tear,
And by going down the path together in friendship
Doing away with hate, anger….and fear.
Not a friendship of race, color or gender
Nor of closed minded prejudice...you see,
But a friendship that respects another’s dream
Of what or who they wish to be.
A friendship filled with hope and dreams
With minds that are at peace,
Surrounded by love and happiness
That sooths the spirit, to say the least.
The warm sun reminds me of you, my friend
Whose beauty from within you do share,
Sharing sunshine, understanding and laughter
Sowing the seeds of love and happiness in the air.
A special day and one to treasure
And not because of the calendar age,
Because to the book of fond memories
We will be adding another page
So, have a wonderful day, dear friend
Wishing you all the best, nothing less,
May today, every day, AND your heart
Be filled…...with love and happiness.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)
Well, I had better close for now.. have friends to meet and greet, share thoughts and memories about our dreams as we follow our hearts… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise!.. 🙂 Until we meet again…. May all the wishes you wish come true May peace be within you May your heart only know happiness May you find whatever you’re seeking Wherever you may roam (Irish Saying)
And speaking of roaming, all that we seek awaits us at the end of the road of life, care to join me on the adventure, my friend??.. 🙂
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