No quotes today.

  No high minded thoughts. 

  Sometimes I just sit on a bench in my favourite park and take in the surroundings. 

  Moms and dads pushing prams. Children delightedly playing. Young boys and girls, men and women, engaged in the timeless dance of the sexes. 

  The elderly sitting around quietly, bemusedly looking on with the weight of their years sometimes heavy and sometimes light on their shoulders. 

  Funny, though I don’t feel it inside I suppose from the outside I am moving toward membership in that last group. What the hell happened? 

  Then there are those that have largely succumbed. Dishevelled drunks, mostly squalid men but a few sad shattered women. 

  I call it the narrow panoply of Life. 

  I say narrow because we humans and our joys and sorrows are only a small fraction of the Whole. 

  There are the grasses, the flowers, shrubs and trees. Insects crawl, flit and fly. Birds twitter and caw, pick and peck. Tongue dangling dogs trot faithfully alongside their owners. And squirrels scrounge, chase one another, shoot up trees, and pose for photos. 

  To me there is an unseen unity to it all…

  A Oneness…