Exist

/ Alisa Hutton

magic

Quick

Go for a walk

I’ll stay here and keep things warm

Don’t go too fast, don’t go too slow

Look only during the day and sleep at night

Ignore that advice, I am bent and wrong, not always right

At 3AM the moon whispered in my ear

Even in darkness, cold and fear

While slippery and elusive, always near

It will move and shift, jump and hide

Swirl and fall, drip and slide

Listen to your heart, your instincts will speak

Possibly make your knees wobbly and weak

Take a walk and I promise you’ll find it in less than a mile

Linger for a bit, keep your senses informed, don’t be affraid to cry or smile

Remember that tree?  That one that grows down the block?

Touch its bark, inspect it well, even give it a knock

I have found it there many a time

Fluffy clouds and evening stars; places that may help you on your find

If you can fathom; puddles on rainy days and even dusty places in your mind

Look around and lift that nose high in the air

Take a big whiff

If anyone is looking, don’t give it any care

It might be in the wind or under your feet

You might find it while you are thinking about last week

All I know is that it is always around and together I think we might find a whole bunch

While you are out on your walk looking for yours here and there

I will take 26 letters and mix them all up

Deposit them in my mind and move them around

Perhaps say it out loud and see how they sound

I will shake it up and let it pour

When you arrive back home and through the door

You and I  will have that much more, we will sit and laugh and drink it up

Don’t listen to people if they tell you you’re wrong

Walk on your hands and look upside down for it if you must

You will always find it, you just need to trust

I can tell you in 26 letters that I just shook up

It may feel lost but you’ll find if you persist

Magic really does exist

~Alisa Hutton

13 thoughts on “Exist”

      • Alisa, we are in too much of hurry to linger and take notice. My kids will say they did not see something I wanted them to see out the car window. Why? Because they had their nose buried in their IPhone. We need to be present in more conversations.. Let’s linger over a cup of coffee and chat. Keith

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      • I agree so much. It seems to be a lost art at times. The essence of life so often lost. The need for connection but so elusive to so many in understanding that is resides in being present and actually connecting.

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