A Walk Along the New England Shore

I love the New England shoreline.  For me, it gives physical expression to the spirit of the New England people.

It’s rugged and strong…

 

…introspective and constant.

 

New England people aren’t known for being demonstrative and yet, if one is patient and observant…

there are treasures to be found.

 

… fascinating, sometimes, obscure findings.

 

And there may be times you’re unsure of what you’ve found…

 

…but wait, be still, and the meaning will come to you.

 

And so I walk along the shore of New England, waiting…

 

forcing my spirit to be quiet and still…

 

…breathing the salt air, feeling the ocean breezes brush against my face…

My soul takes wing…

 

… and I am alone…

 

…in a place to wonder

 

 

and contemplate…

 

 

…and dream.

 

 

The reality of life, the every day sights and sounds,

 

 

the common…

 

 

the familiar…

 

 

 

those who are partial to my heart…

 

 

are given new perspective when I walk along the shore of New England.

 

 

The mundane becomes precious with renewed vision.

 

 

 

And though I am a stranger along this shoreline…

 

…my soul finds peace and tranquility… and is very much at home.

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