Have we lost ourselves?

The late winter flowers are a-blooming. Spring is three short weeks away. It's funny. One day, there are merely empty branches. And the next day, beautiful lavender buds are everywhere. I never even saw them coming.

On my way home this morning, i saw the man in the tunnel. It was my chance to make things right again. I stopped and dropped some coins in his hat and he looked up into my eyes, this small old man. His gentle blue-green eyes looked into mine and he said "thank-you". I smiled and walked away.

How long have i been walking away from sadness and from what i know i have to do?