HAIKU #138 Walks – a distant past

Window view

Sunset majestic
Memories of evening walks
Haunting in lockdown

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Walks with Strangers

Morning or evening walks

Everytime crossed

On the same path

Initially a hesitant smile

Then a broader one

Then a casual wave

Then a tentative Hi

Then a greeting

Then a small talk

One day we sit together

A Shared conversation

Begining of the journey

From strangers to friends


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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.

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