Walk Softly

The Muse of the Day Walk softly on the warm earth, 

walk a narrow path; go through the narrow gate, 

a beautiful something is waiting.

Walk the narrow path; go through the narrow gate.  

Walk Softly beneath the blanket of stars. 

 

There was a time when the holy ones 

 walked among us, and the waters 

 ran fresh and clear; when the 

 fields were full of flowers 

 and honeybees. 

  

 There was a time when the air was fresh,  

and the skies were clear.  

 

Mankind has drifted afar: How long 

can he shut his eyes; his ears? 

  

Why did Mankind forget the dream? 

Forget his mother, father,  

brother, sister, neighbor; 

lover?  

 
Mankind has drifted afar: How long  

can he shut his eyes, his ears? 

 

Man has forgotten the soft rains of spring  

Forgotten that young children need  

to run barefoot on the grass on  

lazy summer afternoons. 

 

You and I share the universe together 

Earth is where sacred things happen: 

 Heaven is all around us_ but who will 

 re-awaken man - remind him  

 of this?   
 
Mankind needs to be reminded 

many times, in many ways,  
that Earth is the place  

where sacred things  

 happen. 

 

Walk Softly - 2014 

Rachel Wolff 

 

Photo Kiva, Canyonlands National Park, Utah  

Photo by Grant Collier