Cold air worthy

    Pushing out into this morning I was still rather
groggy. Ah but to feel the cold air rushing into my
face filling my eyes with water. Hmm yes amazing
way to finally become alert.

   The brisk walk to entertain the stiff joints and lax
muscles. Hmm how my senses become more and more
alive. Makes the dragging of the morning hours seem
worthwhile.

   Still yet another walk is to be entertained today.
This time with company of friend and dog. Where
to begin? Hmm.

   Stepping back onto sidewalk, looking down in hopes.
Ah yes to hope is good but to want is asking. Nothing
there at my feet. Just grey and purple new balance
shoes treading over black pavement. Hmm. A hope
too much for today, perhaps? Who knows. Jehovah
does.

   Walking up the stairs hoping day becomes an
opening for more joy. Ah how shocking paleness of
soul can become. Chapped by the cooling winds and
warmed by the intense thoughts.

   How how taunt and melting to core has begun. Why?
Still I must allow one foot to plant itself in front of
other. Pushing. Pushing until craving has ceased.

   Oh but to bring into play those memories. Ah how
I lick my lips in play of words rambling in my head.
Shh I say placing a lid over the raging emotions.

   Dear friend of mine how do you resist all that pushes
against you? How do you focus more while awake?
Hmm. One word: Bible.

   Oh I pray to Jehovah to help me. Push me. Educate
me in ways to smooth out this bump in the road. Is
that how you survive?

   Ah. Pressing self up into kitchen. Up, up off sofa.
No need to play on emotions. Best to keep moving
else Satan wins, right?

  Moving. Moving. Tea. Water. Rainfall and denim.
A forward motion to keep scratching the itch with a
new relaxer. Hmm. A solid, echoing teaser hits. I
distance myself with yet the preparation of other
walk. Hmm

   How cruel some thoughts, memories are. How they
stir the mind into believing a need is there. Ah ha
tricky things can be but the conscience knows best.
Steering my away from all.

  Outside I go to feel that marvelous sunshine pressing
on my shoulders. Kissing my pale neck with tiny
freckles. All a good afternoon reminder that Jehovah
hears my frustration.

  Hmm dear friend. A prayer for me please. A hello in
ways unseen. A hug across the wind and a wave of
silence. A nod to agree I can overcome it all with
Jehovah's loving care. Agreed?

  So the sighs begin. The heart trapped. The mind
clearer. Ah yes a calm has begun. I thank all that
listened.

  Dear friend. Hmm a hope of more circles too.
I smile.