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Along the sunny path, the green expanse

Life unfolds in leisure.

Like ladybugs crawling on tender leaves

The world passes by

Now there's a couple in their twilight years

Holding hands and walking like they are fused

I wonder what that fusion had seen

Had undergone, living through in sickness and health.

I marvel at how love grows within

Amid struggles, let downs and let gos

Always sprouting again like blooms in spring

Resilient, all encompassing

Enduring life's brutal winter chills.

Kids swing in absolute glee

Raising their feet up, like they are grazing the sky

Mothers push them and join their laughter.

I catch the glimpse of a dad teaching a daughter to bike,

Holding her secure, while the tot cautiously pedals

These very lanes see a role reversal

As I watch another man holding his mother's hand 

While she walks with a stick in tow

Taking steps in slow motion.

The tenderness between the space they share

Vibrates like a shield of love

Sprinkling some on me, as I pass by

What a blessed sight to behold.

Along this path roses bloom in unison

The grass beams in a lush shade of green

Fitness freaks jog by like energizer bunnies

I trace their paths, looking to see when they'd stop to catch their breath.

A small group of kids run to the ice cream truck parked nearby

The highlight of their summers perhaps,

 To get a bite into those frozen delights

As their parents lounge in their picnic chairs

Talking of life, work or the book they are reading.

Retro music blasts in a nearby spot

I see aged uncles and aunties swinging their hips

What yearning to keep their spirits up

What grit to keep their energies high

Age is just a number - I remember

As they wave at me and wish flashing bright smiles.

On this trails I see splashes of laughter

Tender loving care in snapshots of little moments

That make up the collage of the lives meaningfully lived.

In these very moments, trivial and tiny

Is probably where true joy dwells. 

I walk back and forth inhaling the breeze

And the little details of fulfilling souvenirs

That we all would display on our hearts mantles

As days roll by and  decades become past tense.

Along this bright walk way

Life's meaning unfolds

And I stop and stare, a smile curving my lips

And marvel at the simplicity of the anatomy of bliss.