Walking Is A Way Of Life Comments

This is a beautiful poem, both in its sentiments and in the words which carry them to the reader. The title really sums it up, but I find this stanza is the beating heart of the poem: I WAS SIMPLY WALKING, /AND TALKING TO MYSELF, /LOSING MYSELF, FINDING MYSELF. The two experiences of both losing and finding oneself prove in the course of the poem to be ONE experience, and both are necessary for our fullness of being. I love the way your lines guide us to this understanding. Your emphasis on the phrase TIME ENOUGH in the closing section is another blessed awareness your poem conveys. I too am a WALKER for the very reasons your poem celebrates, and I have a poem (my 100th!) WALKING THROUGH AUTUMN which you will find to be a companion piece to yours. We are walking over the same ground in our respective poems.

Walking is a way of life for me too Frank, here in the central highlands of Arizona.

I never realised how important it was for mental healthy.i like it dear.

Walking confirms one is alive and truely speaking this is beautiful poem