Learning

“We sit silently and watch the world around us. This has taken a lifetime to learn. It seems only the old are able to sit next to one another and not say anything and still feel content.

The young, brash and impatient, must always break the silence. It is a waste, for silence is pure. Silence is holy. It draws people together because only those who are comfortable with each other can sit without speaking. This is the great paradox

You’re a little older, of course, with more experience behind you, but there’s the same light in your eyes.

Read more poems and browse the rivers. And you have in yourself that kindness of mind that not even war has managed to destroy.
And I learned what is obvious:

That life is simply a collection of little lives, each lived one day at a time.

That each day should be spent finding beauty in flowers and poetry and talking to animals.

That a day spent with dreaming and sunsets and refreshing breezes cannot be bettered.

But most of all, I learned that life is about sitting on benches next to ancient creeks with my hand on her knee and sometimes, on good days, for love.

We spent a summer beneath the trees, learning from each other and growing in love.”