“I expect to pass through this world but once. Any good therefore that I can do, or any kindness that I can show to any fellow creature, let me do it now. Let me not defer or neglect it, for I shall not pass this way again.” (Stephen Grellet ) on the path least traveled….

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“Don’t be pushed around by the fears in your mind. Be led by the dreams in your heart.”  (Roy T. Bennett )….  🙂

 

 

 
 
 In history’s past, on the path, I had a dream
 Of a world in harmony it did seem,
 Accepting one as to who they believe and are
 One’s life’s choices no one did bar.
  
 Free to climb a mountain, to touch a star
 Free to search the universe, where answers are,
 Free to venture through life, with open mind
 Another’s belief, it did not blind.
  
 Free to boldly walk the lands, both far and near
 To lives one’s life without suffering or fear,
 Not to be accepted by belief, gender or race, you see
 But by the love, understanding and knowledge of a spirit born free.
  
 Children could follow their own dream, you see
 Not to be denied by another’s ideology,
 To follow the destiny of their own choice
 Not to be hindered by another’s voice.
  
 I still have that dream, you know
 A dream that began a long time ago,
 A dream without end, each and every day
 Until the four winds, they all blow away.
                   (Larry “Dutch” Woller)
  
   
And somewhere on the other side of that ole rainbow is that dream… 🙂

Hello Diary,

Taking a break from following the dream to share a few thoughts… while on the path of life seeking my destiny, I have not forgotten others, so, though it may not be much,  hopefully I can help someone follow their dream… 🙂

 

 

Lassies and lads, University of Illinois.. “Any piece of knowledge I acquire today has a value at this moment exactly proportioned to my skill to deal with it. Tomorrow, when I know more, I will recall that piece of knowledge and use it better. “ (Mark van Doren )… 🙂

 

 So tell me , fate
 You hold the key,
 What is my destiny 
 Suppose to be?
  
   
Lymphoma Action, U.K. … “No matter the pain or suffering, it is always better if it’s a burden shared by two, instead of a weight carried by one alone”… (Larry “Dutch” Woller).. 🙂

 

 Can no longer build cities
 The back is tired and sore,
 I was a soldier once
 No longer have the heart for war.
   
Climate change.. “The saddest aspect of life right now is that science gathers knowledge faster than society gathers wisdom” (Isaac Asimov)… 🙂

 
 
 So tell me, fate
 You hold the key,
 What is my destiny
 Suppose to be?
   
Project WHY, New Delhi India.. “I alone cannot change the world, but I can cast a stone across the waters to create many ripples.” ( Mother Teresa) ….. 🙂

 

 I’ve tilled the soil as a farmer
 Fed the world is what they say,
 But I see the faces of hunger
 Still this very day.
   
For the hungry.. “When I give food to the poor, they call me a saint. When I ask why the poor have no food, they call me a communist.” (Helder Camara)..… 🙂
 

 So tell me, fate
 You hold the key,
 What is my destiny
 Suppose to be?
   
Cunningham Children’ home…“To me there is no picture so beautiful as smiling, bright-eyed, happy children; no music so sweet as their clear and ringing laughter.” (P. T. Barnum)… 🙂

 

 I’ve donated time and money
 Ask for nothing in return,
 I see nothing has changed
 Will they ever learn?
   
Unicef…“The only wealth which you will keep forever is the wealth you have given away.” (Marcus Aurelius)… 🙂

 

 So tell me, fate
 You hold the key, 
 What is my destiny 
 Suppose to be?
   
St. Jude Children’s Hospital…“The life I touch for good or ill will touch another life, and that in turn another, until who knows where the trembling stops or in what far place my touch will be felt.” (Frederick Buechner)… 🙂

 

 I’ve tilled the fields and went to war
 Help build cities, bridges and much more,
 Has my destiny run it’s course
  Fate, is there any more?
                  (Larry “Dutch” Woller)
  
   
“Change will not come if we wait for some other person, or if we wait for some other time. We are the ones we’ve been waiting for. We are the change that we seek.” (Barack Obama )… 🙂

Yes, it is on down the path I must venture, to seek out Fate… so I will close for now, but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise.. 🙂

 

 

It is a new year, new adventures..care to join me… 🙂

“The greatest challenge in life is to be our own person and accept that being different is a blessing and not a curse”. (Author Unknown) on the path least traveled…

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 Journey of Self Discovery...
  
 What I am
 Who I want to be
 Am I just a stranger in this dinosaur world,
 or my is existence limited to rest ,eat and pee.
  
 Every day is a new day ,
 I try to discover myself,
 The identity crisis lulls over me,
 In calm, yet monstrous glee,
 Failing to find what exactly constitutes my being.
  
 One day I want to be a doctor,
 Other day an engineer,
 Or even a scientist,
 The society decides my ambition,
 What career to pursue is guided by secure future norms,
 They say I have a lunatics mind,
 Persuade my mother to put some sense into me.
  
 Enough is said,
 I my setting on a journey of my own,
 The mistakes I make shall be mine,
 The regrets shall be my defined,
 Its fall or rise,
 Time will play a key role,
  
 As Frost said,
 I have an option of two paths ahead of me,
 One pre decided by my ancestors,
 less risky and challenging,
 Other of my own,
 I decide to take the less traveled one,
 To mark on journey of my own.
                           (Illahi Bedi)
  
   
“If you think you can, you can. And if you think you can’t, you’re right” (Mary Kay Ash).. 🙂

Hello Diary,

Taking time  from daily adventures to share a few thoughts that rhyme.. it is a new year and “Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending.”( Maria Robinson ) so, with open mind and heart, it is on down the path of life I go, making new memories along the way while dealing with life’s  challenges being me, being different… 🙂

 

 

 

 I awoke one morning, alone, in history’s past..
 Left with a heart full of memories, a decision to make,
 Confronted with two paths to my destiny..
 Heart and mind to decide which one to take.
  
 Take the one most traveled, the logical safe choice…
 The one chosen by the multitudes..the human race,
 Like sheep, following a path determined by another…
 No self identity, all bearing the same face.
  
 A most traveled path whose direction is chosen by a few
 The rest to follow, ever so blind,
 Their destiny not chosen by their own hand
 Their fate determined, by a closed mind.
  
 The other path less traveled, mysterious and unknown
 Where one can be different, like me I confess,
 Without fear of ridicule, bigotry  and hate
 A path filled with love... and happiness.
  
 A path less traveled where one can follow ones dreams
 An open mind to see what others do not,
 To live a life guided by one’s heart
 While the other path one cannot.
  
 My mind is clear and open, gathering knowledge every day
 My spirit is young, adventuresome and floating free,
 Not confined by social chains, nor ideology closed minded
 I am what I am, I am me, what I wish to be,
  
 Decision made, with eyes on the horizon
 It’s down the path least traveled I do venture,
 Excitement fills the air, a smile on the face
 Looking forward to a great adventure.
  
 My fate will be unknown, what lies ahead unsure
 I do not know…. what my destiny will be,
 But one thing will be certain, written in stone
 I shall venture down that path …..being “ME“.
           (penned by Larry “Dutch” Woller)
  
  
   
Even though the ole mortal clock may be ticking down, it will be known that I will be living life this new year like I have the past years, doing it my way…. 🙂 Going to close for now, there is a life to live and it is calling me… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂
 

 Until we meet again.. 🙂
  
 May your spirit only know peace
 May your heart only know love
 May all your dreams come true
 May your life’s journey be filled with happiness
 And life is all that you wish for it to be….
                        (Larry “Dutch” Woller)
   

“For last year’s words belong to last year’s language, and next year’s words await another voice, and to make an end is to make a beginning.” (T.S. Eliot ) on the path least traveled….

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Hello Diary,

 

Happy New Year to everyone from the path least traveled!!…. 🙂

 

 The new year is rapidly approaching
 As I contemplate the tomorrow,
 Leaving some memories filled with happiness
 A few memories filled with sorrow.
  
 I peer out my window
 At a winter world..cold and bleak,
 A world of conflict, anger and hate
 Mortals are suffering as I speak.
  
 But we have a dream
 My friends and I,
 That one day there will be peace
 No more mortals will die.
  
 And there is hope
 Of a world filled with love one day,
 A wish that could come true
 For hope is the last to die...they say.
  
 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.
  
 So I peer out the window
 Not with sadness, sorrow or fear,
 But a heart filled with a dream
 That everyone.. has a wonderful new year.
  
 Decision made, with eyes on the horizon
 It’s down the path least traveled I do venture,
 Excitement fills the air, a smile on the face
 Looking forward to a great adventure.
  
 So my heart’s compass is pointed to the horizon
 Sails set full, safe harbor fading in the distance, a faint glow to see,
 And with a pocket full of memories, on the horizon are my dreams
 So  down the path least traveled I will venture, a spirit born free
                                                     ( Larry “Dutch” Woller )
  
   
What is my dream for 2021, one would ask?…. 🙂 And no matter what life’s challenges 2021 will bring, we will see it through together, the way friends do.. 🙂 That being said, will see you next year, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise!.. 🙂

“It’s not how much we give but how much love we put into giving.” (Mother Teresa) on the path least traveled…

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Hello Diary,

 

 

 

There will be many who will not have a very Merry Christmas this year..
So will spend some time trying to bring some cheer into their part of the universe “Try to be a rainbow in someone’s cloud.” (Maya Angelou)… 🙂

In the mean time Merry Christmas from me… 🙂
 

 With Christmas on the horizon, and
 Among garland and bows of red and blue,
 Thoughts directly from the heart
 I’m sending straight to you.
  
 Not just another  day
 For in spite of time, distance or whatever,
 If only in spirit and thought
 We’ll be sharing today together.
  
 So, have a wonderful day (and every day)
 Wishing you all the best, nothing less,
 May today, every day, and your heart
 Be filled…...with love and happiness.
     (Larry “Dutch” Woller)
   

“It is tenderness for the past, courage for the present, hope for the future. It is a fervent wish that every cup may overflow with blessings rich and eternal, and that every path may lead to peace.” (Agnes M. Pharo) on the path least traveled….

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Christmas is on the horizon and the New Year is soon to follow.. As I sit here with a spot of tea while browsing holiday memories, I am hoping for better New Year for everyone…
 

 The new year is rapidly approaching
 As I contemplate the tomorrow,
 Leaving some memories filled with happiness
 A few memories filled with sorrow.
  
 I peer out my window
 At a winter world cold  and bleak,
 A world of conflict, anger and hate
 Mortals are suffering as I speak.
  
 But we have a dream
 My friends and I,
 That one day there will be peace
 No more mortals will die.
  
 And there is hope
 Of a world filled with love one day,
 A wish that could come true
 For hope is the last to die…they say.
  
 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.
  
 So I peer out the window
 Not with sadness or fear,
 But a heart filled with a dream
 That everyone has a wonderful new year.
                          (Larry “Dutch” Woller) 
  
   
My wish for 2021 (and 2020)… 🙂 Hello Diary… Got some snow overnight… 🙂

Yes, Christmas is a week or so away, New Year soon to follow.. may pop in Christmas and New Years Eve briefly but thinking I will stop the world and get off for a couple of weeks, return after the New Year.. relax the ole fingers for a time, maybe write some thoughts that rhyme… 🙂   drink a glass of cheer while strolling down memory lane… but before I do, sharing another memory of a Christmas when I lived on the farm… 🙂

 

(I am standing up)… 🙂

It were a ole drafty two story farmhouse and my brother and I slept upstairs and my Mom and Dad slept downstairs directly below us…. 🙂

 

 

 It’s twelve days till Christmas
 And as I look around,
 Checked every package under the tree
 No toys for me were found.
  
 But I’m not one bit worried
 The sadness it won’t last,
 Because I have some memories
 Of many of Christmas past.
  
 One Christmas eve in particular
 For the night my brother and I retired,
 It wasn’t long into the night
 The imagination was fired.
  
 We had train track all over the floor
 Much to Mom’s dismay,
 All night long, sending messages back and forth
 Wondering about Christmas day.
  
 But in a blink of an eye
 All got quiet real quick,
 There was a shadow in our door
 And it definitely wasn’t ST. Nick!
  
 It’s Christmas morning….wait there’s a honk
 And I looked out the window to see,
 It was just my neighbor in his car
 Bringing me back to reality.
  
 But that’s ok, I haven’t grown old
 And I’m not even gonna start,
 I’ll be forever young, don’t you see
 With Christmas in my heart.
              ( Larry “Dutch” Woller    )
   
Yes, I can remember those holidays when family gathered from the four corners of the earth on Christmas day to enjoy that Christmas dinner… 🙂 Well, with that I shall close for 2020 (is that cheering I hear??… ), relax a bit and take in the holidays, but I shall return again in 2021, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂 In the meantime, have a mostest wonderfulest holiday ever and a very Merry Christmas and New Year filled with love and happiness… 🙂
 

 Christmas Is Coming, White Or Not…….
  
 Tis rain and fog, not a snowflake in sight
 Looks more like Christmas in Hawaii, and this I fear,
 With the weather forecast in hand
 May not be a white Christmas this year!
  
 The tree is trimmed, not as many lights this year
 The presents are fewer, but tis the thought that counts,
 Maybe not as plentiful, but food is prepared
 As Christmas draws near and excitement mounts!
  
 The spirit is in the air, the weather not to matter
 And I am caught up in the spirit, I must confess,
 So white or no, Merry Christmas to ALL!
 And  may all your presents be filled…. with love and happiness!!
   ( Larry “Dutch” Woller, )
  
   

“No matter the pain or suffering, it is always better if it’s a burden shared by two, instead of a weight carried by one alone”… (Larry “Dutch” Woller) on the path least traveled…

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Hello Diary…

Taking a brief break in the holiday festivities to share few thoughts… in spite of the holiday cheer, there are many who are having to deal with life’s challenges and the holiday may not be so cheerful… perhaps in need of a friend… “A friend may be waiting behind a stranger’s face.” (Maya Angelou)….. 🙂

 

 "Portrait of a Friend"
 
 I can't give solutions to all of life's problems, doubts, 
 or fears. But I can listen to you, and together we will 
 search for answers.
  
 I can't change your past with all it's heartache and pain,
 nor the future with its untold stories.
 But I can be there now when you need me to care.
  
 I can't keep your feet from stumbling.
 I can only offer my hand that you may grasp it and not fall.
 
 Your joys, triumphs, successes, and happiness are not mine;
 Yet I can share in your laughter.
 
 Your decisions in life are not mine to make, nor to judge;
 I can only support you, encourage you,
 and help you when you ask.
 
 I can't prevent you from falling away from friendship,
 from your values, from me.
 I can only think of you, talk to you and wait for you.
 
 I can't give you boundaries which I have determined for you,
 But I can give you the room to change, room to grow,
 room to be yourself.
 
 I can't keep your heart from breaking and hurting,
 But I can cry with you and help you pick up the pieces
 and put them back in place.
 
 I can't tell you who you are or who you will be
 I can only love you and be your friend
                                       (Adam Clarke)
  
   

Soooooooooooooooo, following Adam Clarke and Bill Wither’s advice my door is open… 🙂

Well, I had better close for now, destiny is waiting for me and I don’t look back too often because there is much in front of me that I wish to see… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂

Remember, no matter how dark the skies, always keep a dream in your pocket.. “Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird, that cannot fly.” (Langston Hughes )… 🙂

“A home that is built with patience, understanding and love will withstand the strongest winds of difficulties and conflict , a home built with a closed mind, insincerity or haste will collapse in a mere breeze of discontent.” (Larry “Dutch” Woller ) on the path least traveled…,

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Thanksgiving Eve is approaching on the prairies and the path least traveled, time to contemplate the future while browsing through memories past… 




 

 Thanksgiving has arrived
 Another year as gone bye,
 Been busy chasing dreams
 Living life..time did fly,
  
 A time to contemplate the past
 A time to give thanks...they say,
 To relive treasured memories
 Of each and every  passing day.
  
 Thanks for letting me feel love
 Be it joy, or be it heartache,
 To know someone’s love
 A treasured feeling their love did make.
  
 Thanks for letting me live life
 To explore, to follow one’s dream,
 To seek out and live every adventure
 Not enough time in the day... it did seem.
  
 Thanks for letting me meet friends
 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.
  
 Thanks for giving me the courage
 To follow my own path...to be me,
 To not follow someone else’s path
 To live my own….. reality.
  
 Thanks for giving me an open mind
 As I venture down the path... allowing me,
 To gaze upon life’s treasures, large and small
 That many others do not see.
  
 Thanks for giving me an open heart
 Able to love, understand and forgive,
 And when I grow too old to dream
 A place where my memories will live.
  
 Yes, I have much to be thankful for
 And every day the list gets longer... you see,
 As I venture down the path least traveled
 Searching for what destiny... has waiting for me.
                                    (Larry “Dutch” Woller)
  
   
“Life gives us brief moments with another, but sometimes in those brief moments we get memories that last a lifetime, So live that your memories will be part of your happiness.” (Author Unknown). And for all those wonderful spirits and people that graced the path with their presence over time, thanks for the memories.. 🙂 Hello Diary, Thanksgiving and the holidays are on the horizon.. And as tradition here on the path is starting to prepare cards for the holidays… 🙂
 

 Yes, it is Santa’s helper
 While sipping on some Christmas cheer,
 Sending season’s greetings
 And a very Happy New Year.
  
   

And hopefully not only for a time of cheer but also a time of peace, hope, love, understanding and friendship for everyone, that is my dream for the holidays (and every day)… 🙂 love world
 

 In history’s past, on the path, I had a dream
 Of a world in harmony it did seem,
 Accepting one as to who they believe and are
 One’s lifes choices no one did bar.
  
 Free to climb a mountain, to touch a star
 Free to search the universe, where answers are,
 Free to venture through life, with open mind
 Another’s belief, it did not blind.
  
  
 Free to boldly walk the lands, both far and near
 To lives one’s life without suffering or fear,
 Not to be accepted by belief, gender or race, you see
 But by the love, understanding and knowledge of a spirit born free.
  
 Children could follow their own dream, you see
 Not to be denied by another’s ideology,
 To follow the destiny of their own choice
 Not to be hindered by another’s voice.
  
 I still have that dream, you know
 A dream that began a long time ago,
 A dream without end, each and every day
 Until the four winds, they all blow away.
                           (Larry “Dutch” Woller)
  
   
The universe knows that I am not into religion (as my late wife’s Chaplain said “ it is what is in the heart that matters, not a name above a door) but I agree with Vince and Jenny Gill… Well, I had better close… need to prepare for the holidays also, all the while awaiting what adventures lies ahead.. but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise..
 

 Until we meet again… 
  
 Home is where the heart is…. 🙂
  
   

“To me there is no picture so beautiful as smiling, bright-eyed, happy children; no music so sweet as their clear and ringing laughter.” (P. T. Barnum) on the path least traveled…

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… 🙂 Me 1 copy ( “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 🙂 ).. 🙂 In spite of life’s challenges, with occasional frost hinting the holiday season is approaching and memories of holiday’s past make themselves known.. 🙂
 

 Twas the night before Christmas
 All quiet around the tree,
 Not a creature were stirring
 I were dreaming about the lottery.
  
 No stockings were hung with care
 I needed them...you know,
 They keep my feet warm
 While I am out shoveling snow.
  
 Cookies and milk were set out for Santa
 Just before I went to bed,
 Unfortunately Santa didn’t get a crumb
 The Christmas mouse ate them instead.
  
 There were only one package
 A large envelope under the tree,
 It was seasons greetings
 From the power company.
  
 But I jumped out of bed
 And I shouted with glee,
 Why were I happy, one wonders
 I woke up on the green side of the grass, you see.
              (Larry “Dutch” Woller)
   
A Christmas memory from the past… 🙂 kimericxmas Hello Diary, Yes, a child’s mind and heart is open, taking in all the wonders of the universe, excitement fills the air as they explore while trying to follow their dreams, leaving no stone unturned… unfortunately, the mindset of elements of today’s world’s societies often prevent the children from the joys of the holidays (and every day) and follow their dreams…
 

 Through the eyes of a child
  
 I woke up this morning in a rush
 Eagerly to start the day,
 Hopefully to learn about the world
 Maybe even have time to play.
  
 I have many, many friends
 Each one somewhat different than me,
 But none of us  mind at all
 We believe it were meant to be.
  
 Decided to check in with my friends
 Before Mom gave the breakfast call,
 So with anxious hands I started my little tablet
 Were going to say hello to one and all.
  
 My smile and joy were soon gone
 As sadness did take its place,
 My vision become blurry
 A tear, ventured down my face.
  
 I read a text in my inbox
 With conflict, some of my friends did die,
 With trembling lips I looked to the horizon
 With heavy heart asked the question “WHY?”.
  
 Just children wanting to live their dream,
 Why is that so very wrong,
 Their dream were taken away
 So someone could prove their strong.
  
 You know, my heart will mend
 For their memory lives in my heart,
 And together we will play again
 Neither time nor distance will keep us apart.
  
 So, I finish this with a smile on my face
 For I know, one day, we’ll meet again,
 And again, together, we will follow our dreams
 For it will be a new beginning, not the end.
             (Larry “Dutch” Woller)
  
   

Well, I had better close for now.. not only have memories and dreams but reality also, chores are waiting… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂 Until we meet again…

“Live as if you were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever.” (Mahatma Gandhi) on the path least traveled…

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 I’m far richer than the rich
 Wealthier than the wealthy by far,
 I have gold in the sun
 I have silver in the star.
  
 I have dreams that I follow
 That are more precious than gold,
 As I venture through life
 Eagerly watching the dreams unfold.
  
 I have diamonds, too many to count
 With each new fallen snow,
 As I watch each one twinkle
 Basking in the suns glow.
  
 I have nature’s painting
 Priceless, a portrait of the sky,
 Impossible to duplicate
 Though many did try.
  
  Each bloom of the red rose
 A ruby, one of a kind,
 And with the white rose
 A pearl comes to mind.
  
 Money have I none
 But wealth I have got,
 But  I don’t fit in with
 The wealthy and rich lot.
  
 But I’m not going to change
 On this wealthy path  I’ll stay,
 Till the rivers run dry
 And the four winds all blow away.
                (Larry “Dutch” Woller )
  
   
It is a wonderful world indeed here on the path… 🙂 It is Saturday morning, taking a break in the activities to share a few thoughts… change is continuing here on the path.. Woke up the other morning a saw my neighbors roof were white..

Had a heavy enough frost to appear to be snow… and speaking of snow, saw a few white cumulus clouds with what appears to be vapor hanging below them… it is what is referred to as “virga”, falling moisture that evaporates before reaching the ground.. and with the cold atmosphere in this particular instance, it is “snow”… 🙂

Yes, Ole Man Winter is here to stay for a time… most of my bird friends have left for a warmer climate, those passing through stopping at the feeder for a needed dinner…

And those knuckleheaded backyard rodents called squirrels stay here and keep me company through the winter… 🙂

And I try to help those passing through and those that stay get through the winter doldrums “I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel” (Maya Angelou)…… 🙂

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 I set here with my tea
 And watch the leaves a fallin’,
 It’s becoming clear that one day 
 Jack Frost will come a callin’.
  
 Most of my bird friends have went south
 In the southern warmth they’ll stay,
 But I’ll not shed a tear in sorrow
 For they’ll be back again some day.
  
 All us creatures that are staying behind
 To deal with the cold and snow,
 Are getting our house in order
 And waiting for winter’s blow.
  
 The squirrels are gathering leaves and such
 To insulate their winters nest,
 The possum is checking every nook and cranny
 To find a place for his winters rest.
  
 The bee’s are picking up the pace
 Gathering nectar with the morning sun,
 Storing winter food for the hive
 Before their work on earth is done.
  
 A spider spinning it’s web of silk
 I watched as it grew and grew,
 Soon to become natures work of art
 With tomorrow’s early morning dew.
  
 This poem could go on and on and on 
 But alas, I have things to do,
 For, like it or not, don’t you see
 I need to get ready for winter too.
     (Larry “Dutch” Woller)
  
   
Yes, it is that time of year when it is time to say goodbye to all my backyard friends ( and all friends) who spent the summer here on the path and have moved on in search of their destinies…. 🙂 And I must close for now, life is calling and I need to see what it wants… 🙂 but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… I never say goodbye because goodbye sounds too much like forever, so until we meet again.. 🙂

“Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul – and sings the tunes without the words – and never stops at all.” (Emily Dickinson) on the path least traveled…

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… 🙂 Me 1 copy ( “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 🙂 ).. 🙂 Been there, done that ( I am sitting on the ground), I know first hand that conflict is not the answer… 🙂

 

 In Remembrance……
  
 We were volunteers, one and all
 So Noble.. Proud.. and Brave,
 Did not know the reasons for  war
 Just a people from tyranny to save!
  
 Glasses held high, we made an toast
 Surely that Victory would rule the day!
 While back at home, the voices of unrest
 Not a kind word for  us did they say.
  
 Some could not vote, children were we
 Some could not drink, but still our battle cry,
 Even with all that we could not do
 For us children, it was to do or die!
  
 Vietnam was a hostile, violent land
 The dangers, the horrors of war abound,
 Whether the paddies of Vietnam or the fields of home,
 Seemed for us, not a friend could be found.
  
 But we proudly  gave it our all
 Faced  our destiny, with a hint of fear of tomorrow
 Some to return to a mother’s joy
 Some to return to a mother’s sorrow.
  
 So should you be looking on today, lassies and lads
 One more toast,  hold your glasses high,
 To PEACE, HOPE and LOVE, may they long endure
 CHEERS!!!.. And SEMPER FI!!
           ( Sgt, Larry “Dutch” Woller, 12th Marine Regiment,
 Vietnam, 1965–1966...)
  
   
All conflict does is sow the seeds of suffering and anger… that anger simmers, like a cancer, and one day returns and history repeats itself… when will they ever learn… Hello Diary, Tomorrow is Wednesday and here in America a holiday known as Veterans Day… but here on the path we celebrate love and peace, not hate and conflict… “What difference does it make to the dead, the orphans and the homeless, whether the mad destruction is wrought under the name of totalitarianism or in the holy name of liberty or democracy?” ( Mahatma Gandhi).. 🙂
 
 
 I set here looking at the news
 The powers wanted peace they say,
 And while they spoke, bombs were dropped
 20 children died that day!
  
   
Peace..

 

 What’s wrong with this idea?
 Why not give PEACE a try,
 Let’s give it a go, everyone
 Maybe no more children will die 
  
 Smiles on their faces, while shaking hands
 Arms deals for defense would come into play,
 A bomb went off in a crowded market
 10 children died that day.
  
   
Love…

 

 What’s wrong with this idea?
 Why not give a world with LOVE a try,
 Let’s give it a go, everyone
 Maybe no more children will die 
  
  A war to end all wars, they said
 Yet to war they always return,
 Death, destruction, suffering and pain
 Won’t they every learn?
   
Understanding..

 

 What’s wrong with this idea?
 Let’s give UNDERSTANDING a try,
 Let’s give it a go, everyone
 Maybe no more children will die. 
  
  Anger versus anger, hate versus hate
 Seeds sown by war at home and away,
 Starvation , sickness, a mother in tears
 More and more children die every day.
  
 What’s wrong with this idea?
 Why not give PEACE, LOVE and UNDERSTANDING a try,
 Let’s give it a go, everyone
 Maybe no more children will die.
 ( Larry “Dutch” Woller) 
   

Well, I shall close for now, while thinking that perhaps one day all Mothers will wake up knowing there will not be fear in their hearts nor tears in their eyes because their children live in a world of love and peace…. But I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… Until we meet again..
 
 
 And there is hope
 Of a world filled with love one day,
 A wish that could come true
 For hope is the last to die…they say.
           (Larry “Dutch” Woller)