Walking

I begin a simple day
I sit down by the lake
its waters bath my soul
joining the morning sun
meant just for me 

I am old
I walk this sacred ground
finding a labyrinth beneath my feet
a journey of hope
and new beginnings

I am lonely
I wait for you 
upon this path
walking the clouds one by one
through my blue-sky day

I know this place
I know this love
and in return trust
I will find my way
all for this one simple day ~

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I am a beginning author, writer, and poet exploring the worlds of poetry, nature, and photography. I love capturing ordinary moments and reflecting upon our natural world and its intersections with daily life. Performing at Bella Vista’s Farmers Market, Bentonville’s First Friday, Eureka Springs’ White Street Art Walk, and the Writers Colony at Dairy Hollow’s PoetLuck. I am a member of Ozark Mountain Poets, Ozark Writers League, and Poets Northwest Roundtable of Arkansas.

Joanie Roberts
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