No matter where we travel,
wherever we walk,
or wherever we wander
I will walk with you.
Sometimes the road is rough,
but together walking hand in hand
we can overcome whatever comes our way.
I will lift you when you fall.
Your arm will be in mine in the dark.
There might be times when we travel down into
the lowest point, then turn a corner
and rise up to the highest mountain tops.
There will be turns in the road
and we might lose our way;
but in the end we can stick together,
travel the road together,
and find JOY at the end.
Come along with me for I know JOY is coming.
Times of reflection yesterday as I walked this trail
alone in the quiet of the morning light
at the Portland Japanese Gardens.
Then there were some moments of JOY over a cup of tea.
The teahouse and the tea.
Early Tuesday morning, there was no one in the teahouse.
Sipping tea was pure JOY.
