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Back to the Beginning
When I began my journey, I was jocular and young—
no hardness in my heart and no burrs upon my tongue.
I hadn’t joined the fracas and the chilling of the years.
I had none of life’s baggage—no heartaches and no fears.
Life had not disseminated all her tawdry facts
and I had not encountered them by gossip or by acts.
No tricksters had deceived me. My heart remained intact.
I knew not what I’d missed. I was naïve of what I lacked.
And now that I am older, I’ve returned to what I had
before I had decided I must follow every fad.
The things that I’ve acquired? I am loosening my hold.
I’ve found that satisfaction is not something that is sold.
I have simplified agendas, taking time to see and do
all the things I overlooked while in the human zoo.
The progress of a caterpillar on a hanging vine
as effective as a church in reaching the divine.
The flutter of a wing, the morning calls of birds
reveal as much about the world as news reports or words.
Drawing back into what’s basic and screening the uncouth
has helped me in regaining the lighter heart of youth.
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love it! Bravo!!! Having just turned 80 embarrassing granddaughters while out for dinner 3 times!!! Great fun!!
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How did you embarrass them? Sounds like a story…
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Really well done
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So well written Judy. A complete cycle
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Thanks, Sadje.
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Most welcome
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You are a wise lady, Judy.
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beautifully said
a complex narrative
easily mastered
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“The progress of a caterpillar on a hanging vine
as effective as a church in reaching the divine.”
Exactly where I am. ❤️
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