This week she brought home a poem written by one of her students. It captures a lot of how I feel when I hike. So on this day when I walked 14.09 miles (22.7 km), with the permission of the student, I'm posting the poem:
There is a freedom in walking
by Sara Zaleski
There is a freedom in walking
A freedom not shown to those who wait
A freedom that allows life to be lived
That gives meaning to this world.
It is a freedom to learn life lessons
To experience breathing as never before
And accept love and seeing as new,
It is a freedom to find peace where it lies
and to take in the mystery of existence.
There is a freedom in walking.
That. Exactly. The kid is good.
ReplyDeleteGen: I agree. She seems to "get it".
DeleteThat's just lovely :)
ReplyDeleteMiss McC: The Wife has shown the comments to the author. She is pleased. Thank you for your kind words.
DeleteAwesome poem. Congrats to the writer.
ReplyDeleteCan she write one for me that some how utilizes the word "blister" though? :)
GH: The author has seen your comment and she says that a poem about blisters may be forth coming in the next few months or so.
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