Old Friends

Old Friends  11.14.17

As I enter the woods this day for my hike,

I’m thinking of an old friend

who reconnected with me this year.

How is it that when an old friend reconnects

with you, it just seems so right.

Now as I set my feet in front of each other

on the trail, in the woods, I feel the same.

As I walk along all the trees, I see

are like many old friends standing there.

It doesn’t take long for me to realize

how much I enjoy walking in the woods.

It’s like old home week.  I just so enjoy it. 

I often feel like I’m in a meditative state

as I hike along.

So is it any wonder my thoughts slip into

thinking of other dimensions.

How many experiences I’ve had

these past seven years or so

that have altered my sense of what reality is.

Now as I walk in the woods.

In a dimension, I can sometimes sense,

there are just as many

lost loved ones, Angels, and Guardian Angels all around me

as there are trees in this forest.

My how many old friends

we all have on this and in other dimensions,

yeah, call me a bit out there if you want.

Isn’t that the truth about reality, though?

We keep on refining our interpretation of it as we go

as we gain more insight and have more experiences

that open us yet again to this miracle we call life.

One thing I'm sure of is there is more to reality

than what our senses let in all the time.

Let your definition of reality be pliable

and see how things start to change.

There's no end to the mysteries

that unfold if we keep our minds open.

All My Love Always, Keith