One of my favourite things in life is to go out walking early in the morning when nobody else is about, especially here on the Isle of Wight. There’s a long, twisting path that runs from our holiday site to the next bay, and every morning when the sun comes out I cannot help but follow it down to the sea. As I walked along yesterday morning I thought up the poem below. When I return home next week and Sam gets the picture I took of the path off my phone, I’ll add it on here for you. For now I’ve added a featured image of something similar.
What If? by Stevie Turner
A long path meanders
Through leafless trees
Down to the sea.
A gentle breeze
Whispers to me.
I follow the path
In the early morning sun,
Will I be safe?
Will I need to run?
Whose mouth will break into an evil laugh –
When they see me walking
On that lonesome path?
I hear the gulls
As the sea draws near.
Just one old man and his dog
On the path had appeared.
It occurred to me
As I reached the beach,
What lesson this walk
To us all could teach.
If we worry, imagine,
Catastrophise and fret,
No pleasure from life
Will we ever hope to get.
I sat happily on the beach
And watched the waves ebb and flow
And walked back along the path
When it was time to go.
Nothing occurred.
No woe was me – I was not undone,
When enjoying my walk
In the early morning sun.
Darlene said:
A very mindful poem. Nice to have time to yourself.
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Stevie Turner said:
It’s wonderful. I’ve been so lucky with the weather too. Every day it’s been about 19 – 20 degrees C.
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dgkaye said:
Loved this Stevie. And like you, I love my alone time too ❤
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Stevie Turner said:
It’s an idyllic week so far. Beautiful weather which is more like May than Feb.
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dgkaye said:
Grab it while you can! ❤
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jenanita01 said:
Not many people are truly happy to be alone. I love time to myself, time to really appreciate my surroundings the way you are…
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Stevie Turner said:
I was an only child and am used to occupying myself. The downside of this is maybe I’m a tad anti-social …
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jenanita01 said:
I don’t think so, Stevie. Probably a bit different to a lot of people, but hardly anti social.
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jenanita01 said:
Reblogged this on anita dawes and jaye marie.
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Stevie Turner said:
Thanks for re-blogging.
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boundlessblessingsblog said:
Beautiful imaginative poem, Stevie and such a great picture, nice to see you enjoying in the beauty of these surroundings.
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Stevie Turner said:
Thank you!
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boundlessblessingsblog said:
Welcome
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robertawrites235681907 said:
A lovely poem, Stevie. My mom always says that worry is the price paid on something that may never happen.
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Stevie Turner said:
Too true. Your mum is right.
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ksbeth said:
I also love to do this and have worried at times, your poem is a good reminder
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Stevie Turner said:
Thanks. My mum catastrophised at every step. I have to remind myself not to!
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