Saturday Salutation: A Trail of Blessings

There is a man who walks slowly down the trolley path near my home each morning.  I often see him on my morning run.  He ritualistically tips his cane to everyone as he passes, and says, “God Bless You.”  When he is not there, the crickets seem to sing more loudly.  Perhaps they are filling in the void left by his absence.

Namaste.

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