Ochre

I didn't want to walk today
So much simpler just to drive
So I walked,
And I thrived.
I saw beings emerging from the earth
Only half alive
Give them time.
I saw people who needed some shot of hope
I gave each a dime
Or listened politely
As long as I could.
I saw seven shades of ochre between
Fourth street and mine.

Everything you miss about the old days
Is all around you all the time.
You are part of the problem
You want what the next person has
So you get stuck in line.
All you have to do is step out,
Float off to one side with your eyes wide
And your heart open.
You will find hope
And another way of coping
With this life
And with your mind.