Walking Hand in Hand

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.