We dance round in a ring and suppose,
But the secret sits in the middle and knows.
I took these pictures years ago on one of the dog’s and my long and lazy walks around the Pearson Metropark near Toledo. It’s a really busy park at peak times (summer and weekends) but one of the joys of being a full time student was that I often avoided those times!
This poem always come to mind while I’m walking around and just taking everything in. Like we all engage in the rat race and try to come up with the answers, but maybe they just exist in these simple moments? Who knows, but its nice to think that all the meaning in the world can be found in your most quiet times….