When I Walk with self companion,
With only setting Sun in the view,
Soft sand under my feet,
Listening to music of the waves,
With the silence so profound,
Is the time I look at my thoughts
They have accumulated during the day.
. Some. I discard being irrelevant,
. Some are amusing and enjoyable,
. Some are sad, some are angry,
. Some are lovable, some are amazing,
Some are so very precious,
That they need special care
. I heal them softly with all my love
. By the end of my walk I feel light,
As I have sieved through the chaos of the day,
And cleared the space for the next day.
If the next day comes I am ready
Else there is no baggage to carry with me.
Daily Prompt. Heal