Along the Way

“You stop pretending life is such fun or makes sense. It's often messy and cruel and dull, and we do the best we can. It's unfair, and jerks seem to win. But you fall in love with a few people.”

― Anne Lamott, Imperfect Birds

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I have been down this road before

other mornings

it has been the same each time

yet not the same

smoke

snow

rain

dust

always the same

always different

sometimes the world around me is staggering in its beauty

sometimes it is dry and old

brown and ugly

and yet I walk

to greet the fawn lurking in the dusty grass

to be surprised by the sleek red fox

to be awed by the majesty of the eagle who soars

and the killdeer that scurries

the road is made beautiful by

the surprises along the way

and so I walk the road

expectant

and so I seek

to live