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A Good Day To Walk In The Forest

The deep chill of winter has passed, and the barren tree limbs now turn green as the leaves return.  It is a time of rebirth and new growth.  I walk this path today with a lighter heart and the sunshine and warmth quicken my steps.  The desolation of winter has passed, color and vibrant leaves fill the trees.  The birds are singing as they feed their babies and the forest feels alive again.

It is a good day to walk in the forest with the light filtering through the trees.  I find myself feeling alive and full of energy as the new season begins.  I am a little sad at winter passing, but the sight of the hummingbirds fill me with wonder.  They come back every year at this time.  Come and walk with me for a while and let us talk of the songs we will write and the stories we will tell.  Today I go to my cottage in the deep forest where I will open the windows and find my favorite book.  Perhaps today I will write a poem so that I can share the joy and excitement of the arrival of spring.

In our life, we too have our seasons where we are barren and feel like we are dormant just waiting for the first sprouts of green to push its way through the soil.  We often need the winter of life to rest and rejuvenate that which is at rest.  We must know our seasons so that we don’t stay too long in a dormant time.  We lift ourselves up and break through the earth to bask in the sunlight and grow, to bloom and flower into our best self.  After all, it is what the spring promises.

It is a cycle of rebirth raising us to our full potential, to fulfill the promise of our seasons is what we strive for in life.  While at rest for the winter we are still active writing, working, painting, reading and doing the things we need to prepare for spring.  My garden while still beautiful in winter is a place for solace and contemplation.  There are many things I need to do to prepare my garden for the coming spring.  I trim, prune and rake away the winter’s protective dead leaves baring the soil to the sunlight.  It is a sacred promise of rebirth and renewal.

Today the flowers are in full bloom filling the garden with color and fragrance.  The branches are full providing material and places to build nests.  The berries are ripe and tantalizing treats provide food for the baby birds.  The pond is full of baby ducks and geese another generation born on our pond.  They too will return next year to birth their offspring.  The hummingbirds will come to dance around the flowers with the butterflies and bees.  The cycle complete until autumn looms on the horizon.

Point Of View

Today I will sit in the garden and play my part for beauty is at its best when shared.  The beauty always amazes us and each day a new view of the garden will appear, a new flower blooming and new birds at the feeders.  The seasons are many and I love to walk through the forest during any season.  I always am better for having taken the walk.  It is a good day to walk in the forest and then work in the garden.  They both heal the poet’s soul to make the words flow.

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Larry Tyler
Larry Tyler
Awaken the possibilities … then unleash them. After 55 years of successful retail management, I have returned to my passion of writing. I write Poetry, Storytelling, and Short Stories. As a child, I grew up on front porch storytelling. I would sit and listen to my Dad and his brothers tell these great stories that were captivating, and I always wanted to hear more. I wanted to experience the things they talked about. I started writing at a young age and reading everything I could get my hands on. At twelve years old I started a storytelling group and several of my friends became writers or poets. At 16 I hopped box cars and worked the tobacco fields, orange groves, picked cotton, and spent many nights around a campfire listing to life stories. Someone once asked me why I wrote. It consumes an amazing amount of time and I assure you it is not going to make me rich. I write so that my children can touch and feel my words telling of the ones that came before us and the stories they told me. These are the chronicles of our family and even though they come from my childhood memories and are deeply rooted in a child’s remembrance at least they may feel what it was like in the time before them and cherish the things the elders left behind. I am a Columnist & Featured Contributor, BIZCATALYST360 and I have The Writers Café, a group on LinkedIn that features Poets, Writers, Artists, Photographers, and Musicians . On Facebook I have two groups and one page; Dirt Road Storytelling, From Abandoned To Rescue Dogs And Cats, and About Life, Love And Living. As writers, it is true that we honestly do not know what we hold within us until we unleash it. When our words inspire others only then will inspiration return to the writer. I will spend my twilight years in search of the next story, the next poem, and the next image. I will take the time to enjoy my Wife, our Dogs, and Cats, and our amazing new home and I will always find the time to walk down a dirt road I truly hope is that I never have to read another book on Leadership, be on a conference call or see another plan o gram as these were the tool for what I did in life and not about who I am.

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4 CONVERSATIONS

  1. Beautifully written, Larry. Yes. In our lives we do have “seasons” and it’s important to recognize and embrace them. Like the weather and the plants, they may give us times to rest and be restored to return even more vigorous and inspired than before.

    • Thank you my friend. Every day I find myself enjoying the beauty of life while the business side of me slowly fades away

  2. WOW! What an amazingly powerful Odyssey, Larry Sir! I feel ever so proud to have your precious friendship. It is really hard for me to find a ready-to-reference parallel that matches your imagination. The nearest one I could think of was Homer and there comes the choice of the word, “Odessey!”

    Thank You, and God Bless!

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