SLOW WALK

This is the final page I created in Karen BP's calendar journal. I used a poem that I wrote a while back titled 'Slow Walk'....

Slow walk. A shroud of silence.
Unaware, yet aware of
A misty cloak of rain.
To each a blanket of grey security.
Rain, delicate and cool falls
Onto two solo faces
Pondering and drawn inward
To that hallowed place
Of oneness, solitude.
Yet, the pondering of each
Is of the other:
Apprehension
Chemical tension
Side by side
Alone, together.
Canopied in green indifference
Trees surround them
Under purple-bellied clouds.
And the slow walk continues
down Destiny's path....