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The Soul on a Stroll

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The Soul on a Stroll

By BR Chitwood

 The wild joy of children playing in the local park

on a sunny day…slowly becoming what it is

they will become

Screaming sirens from fire trucks speeding by,

onlookers forming thoughts of calamity

and lives in peril.

The tempo of feet on the concrete sidewalks,

haste and slow pace going hither and yon

to destinations unknown.

The Soul strolls, watches the mundanity

of masses, empirically builds the lives of those

who most draw attention.

The Soul seeks to understand the actions and

cosmic purpose of all It sees, tries to define the

what, why, and outcome.

So the Soul strolls through life’s enigmas,  hates,

lives, loves, errs along the way to an unknown hole

in the ground or a canister of ashes.

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BR Chitwood – February 2021

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15 comments on “The Soul on a Stroll

  1. This is a very interesting poem, Billy-Ray. It’s made me reflect.

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    1. B R Chitwood says:

      Thank you, dear Robbie.

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  2. Gwen M. Plano says:

    Wow, powerful poem, Billy Ray. As we age, we grow more reflective, asking all the questions, finding some of the answers. Whether in a hole in the ground or in a canister of choosing, there’s life on the other side of life, and it’s worth all the ups and downs of living. 💗

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    1. B R Chitwood says:

      What a wonderful note from a wonderful lady! Thank you for the joy of your kind words. xox

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  3. eden baylee says:

    Always thought provoking, thanks Billy Ray, xox
    eden

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    1. B R Chitwood says:

      Thank you, dear Edem/ xox

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    2. B R Chitwood says:

      Do you know Edem??? She made me spell your name incorrectly… Sorry., dear E-D-E-N…xox

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  4. I enjoyed the poem, Billy Ray. Of course, this life is the training ground for the next, so be it a hole or a canister, it is only temporary. Good one.

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    1. B R Chitwood says:

      Thank you, good John.

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  5. And so it goes, until it stops. 🙂

    Nice one, Billy Ray.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. B R Chitwood says:

      So Right! We will keep on keeping on, good buddy Thanks.

      Liked by 1 person

  6. Geri Lawhon says:

    Beautiful poem that makes one stop and reflect. I also love the picture.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. B R Chitwood says:

      Thank you so much… My best wishes.

      Liked by 1 person

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