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 🙂 )..
As I gaze upon the horizon
Where my Fate waits for me,
My mind gently browses the past
That which has become a memory.
I grew up on a farm
Ohhhhh, the dreams had I,
To save the world from the evil dragons
Once, as a ole Marine, I did try.
I once loved and and lost
Suffered a broken heart, they say,
But now the heart has mended
As love managed to find a way.
With my hands I helped build a nation
Now the back is tired and sore,
But no white flag of surrender here
With a heart of dreams to do much more.
There were those by whom I were scorned
As I ventured down life’s highway,
They ridiculed and condemed
As I lived and love life my way.
Of the life I lived, I have no regrets
Would not change a thing, I must confess,
And I will continue to be me
As I venture down the path of happiness.
As my mortal clock starts to wind down
One wonders, is there another life for me,
Sadley, I must close, and seek out Fate
For Fate has the answer, Fate is the key.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)
Taking a brief break from dealing with life’s challenges to share a few thoughts… Although warm and humid, woke up to a tranquil morning here on the path and as I were gathering weather data and in the gardens, I not only took a photo of the horizon, but also the hibiscus in full splendor….
And while I had camera in hand, I decided to take a, wait for it ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… SELFIE… 🙂
With mask… 🙂
Without mask… 🙂
I know, I know, I should have left the mask on… 🙂 🙂 🙂
And though it is quiet and serene at the moment, both I and my backyard friends know that change is in the winds… “Change is the law of life. And those who look only to the past and present are certain to miss the future.” (John F. Kennedy)… 🙂
A quiet morning to wake up to
Listening to the birds sing,
Contemplating today and my tomorrows
Wondering, what the future might bring.
A quiet morning, life is calling
Beckoning on the path, its adventures many to unfold,
Each adventure to explore and treasure
One day, to become a memory to behold.
And change is slowly coming, it whispers in the winds
The door is slowly closing on past history,
One wonders what Fate has waiting
For the future is still shrouded in mystery.
Does change stop at mortal death, one wonders
Or does it go on forever and ever,
Will I ask the same at another time and place
Somewhere past the 12th of Never?
Will thought and spirit continue
When, as in all things, time comes to an end,
Or does all things cease to be when
To the grave, the mortal body Fate does send.
Alas, but must deal with the present
So now will store thoughts and musings yet to be told,
For it’s down the path least traveled I do venture
To search and hopefully find….what life, and Fate, may behold.
( Larry “Dutch” Woller )
As I venture down the path least traveled, my eye is on the horizon, ever searching for that rainbow, where my answers are… 🙂
Well, I had better close for now, more life challenges and adventures waiting for me, but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂
“It is not the image without, but the spirit and love within that matters” on the path least traveled… 🙂
The path a place of peace and harmony
Being different does not matter here,
All creatures, big and small, living together
Unlike the other world, they do not live in fear.
Not a world of race, color or gender
Nor closed minded ridicule or prejudice…you see,
But a world that respects another’s dream
Of what or who they wish to be.
(Larry “Dutch” Woller)