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the secret club in the park

 

Every second day, I do my walking meditation.

I walk across the same people as I do my contemplation.

 

Some are walking, other run, other just taking out their dogs.

We say hello with direct eyes contact and a smile, as we hear the frogs nearby croak.

 

I don’t know their names, they don’t know mine.

Yet we share the same fresh air, and beautiful sky.

 

There is no need to chat or have a small talk.

We are just humans, enjoying  running or an easy-going walk.