In Poetry

Why just walk if I can run?

Why just run if I can jump?

Why just jump if I can leap?

Why just leap if I can dance?

 

Why “just do” anything?

Why not just do everything with

as much interest, attention and

engagement

as I possibly can?

This is not “just moving,” this is my Life –

my ‘one and only wild and precious life.’

 

And if can only walk,

I Will Walk.

Until really,

I just can’t.

 

 

Note: the phrase ‘one wild and precious life’ came to me from “The Summer Day” by Mary Oliver

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