A huge spring storm is about to bust loose on this forest. It's swirling in circles like that of a hurricane but it's much too early for such a thing. The forest is leaning in to prepare for the worst. Human's tend to run indoors to watch the storm from a window or an app. I can't control what plays out inside this collection of trees. I am only a poet in a forest.

For this is the path we've been placed upon. Not always moving in the same direction but still energized by the making of a connection headed toward a destination.

Is there anything worse than running out of something while you're using it? We try to stay ahead by purchasing the refills online. Only to learn we got the wrong stuff. I'm guilty of being that consumer that's beautifully lazy about not going to a local store. It seems easier to buy it online. Only to make the wrong purchase over and over again. What is it costing businesses? Billions!

Reverting back to laws once put into play during this nations Civil War. Does this prove reincarnation exists? Not really. Instead of moving forward decision makers are tossing us back ten to one hundred steps. If laws are going backwards, how does that lose off they equal rights of all people? Making our way through a constant redesign. Will we have seatbelts to hold us in?

The world changes daily. As do we with newer methods of thinking. There are no two days the same and we need to live that way. To be sure we have our faith locked in on love and ambition.

I'm moved by the way so many of us are numb by the events of the real world yet a movie will mentally put a ding in our hearts forever.

Some people call them hikes, strolls or just out for a walk. I put transition in front of my walk because it sends a signal to the mind body and soul, "Take note of the multiple transitions you're moving through so that you can be clearer with every decision and not just the favorite ones."