Wander without fear. Wonder-full experience. Just a simple path.
Jester of the court. Foolish antics on display. Simpleton’s delight.
Let yourself wonder. Imagination wander. Create a new line.
Wander and Wonder. Only different by one letter. Wander Full surprise.
Valderi, Valdera . . .
I love to go a wandering along the mountain path. And as I go I love to sing. . .Remember this song? The Happy Wanderer.
I don’t go on walks. I go on wanders. Wanders clear my brain. Wanders give me space for new ideas. Wanders have no destination or focus. Wanders supply any number of surprises. Wanders are always accompanied by a song. I always sing when I wander. Wanders never know which song it may be. It is always a surprise. And then I wonder, “Where did that song come from?”
I wave my hat to all I meet and they wave back to me. And Blackbirds call so loud and sweet. . .
I always look for feathers during my wanders. Sometimes I find a feather. Sometimes I don’t. And one time I found three. A three-feather wander! Wow! Feathers wander.
Have you noticed how dogs wander with their noses? No destination. No focus. Sometimes finding a surprise. Dogs wander.
Oh, May I go a-wandering until the day I die. And may I always smile and sing . . .
My doodles wander. As in the painting above, my pen wandered on the paper. One line, connecting. Being surprised. I see a jester. Was it planned? No. Simply a wander. Makes me smile. Pens wander.
Valdera-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha. . .
I didn’t know what to write. My thoughts were chaotic. And then, I went on a wander, and. No wonder. Know wander. Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha