Quiet Walk

This morning
In the first light
On the road back to home
– the air backlit
We were invited to pause
To breathe deeply and take in 
the thick aroma from the
camphor laurel stand
We took heed and breathed
For all our might
Our quiet walk alive
with significance.

Martinos © 2020

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