( “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 🙂 ).. 🙂
Though it is a bit cool, spring has definitely arrived here on the path… also arriving are many different plants… and the garden here on the path is much like today’s world societies in the everything is different… and, like they do others, there are those in today’s world societies that will look down upon and ridicule those that call the gardens of the path home simply because of being different… 🙂
Among those plants are the little blue violet.. 🙂
I think of all things that show a zest
For life, the dandelion beats the rest.
The little winged seeds from its white fluff ball
Settle and grow with no urging at all.
Settle in most unlikely places
And soon there’s a crop of dandelion faces.
They are man’s worst pest, but a child’s playthings.
Sometimes I wish I had light down wings
Like a dandelion seed, and could settle at will
On a velvety lawn or a sun-spread hill,
And live with the eagerness and zest
Of the wanton little dandelion pest.
I also chose the path least traveled and being different… 🙂 And why do I wish to be different, you may ask, The freedom to choose, to explore, to learn a lot, Dictated to by a prophet chained to a myth…. NOT Maybe so everyone can shout and point at me, And say, “Hey, he’s different”, don’t you see. My mind is clear and open, gathering knowledge every day My spirit is young, adventuresome and floating free, Not confined by those social chains, no box, no mold for me I am what I am, I am me, what I wish to be, Perhaps that makes me different, don’t you see. So my heart’s compass is pointed to the horizon Sails set full, safe harbor fading in the distance, a faint glow to eye it seems And with a pocket full of memories, on the horizon are my dreams On down the path least traveled I will venture, with spirit free Why the path least traveled?..well, I’m different, don’t you see. ( Larry “Dutch” Woller )Yes, like here on the path, in spite of ridicule and prejudice, the world is a beautiful place because everyone is different… 🙂
Well, I had better close for now… need to venture on down the path being different and seeking new adventures… but I shall return again one day, Fate be willin’ and the creeks don’t rise… 🙂
Until we meet again, whatever path you choose, hope it is filled with love and happiness.. 🙂