When we look up
I was out today walking and took turns by turns until I reached a dirt road and my spirit soared. The road crept along and I could see far ahead it was still dirt. Children came by on bicycles laughing and waving. I really had no idea where I’d end up and really not where the road started. It was one of those walking days.
The view seemed to just take me up. Up to the beautiful blue sky through flowers and trees. Would I find this place again? Not likely. Even if I did I probably would not remember it the same way.