A walk

From the places
we find our spirits visiting-

Within the experiences
we have
through interaction-

with the world,
all the moods we cycle through,

a tool is offered
to carry along,
the rest of the journey.

We may leave the depths,
or the shallows,
with our heads hung,
feeling defeated or rejected.


As we walk,
the weight of our hand
finds a rest
in our pocket.

Like magic,
we discover the tool
that had been left
with us. For us.

In our pocket
from the journey.
A tool was gifted.