Constitutional

 Repost from FB, 04MAR10

Constitutional

  A serene, cloudless, cerulean sky greets me as I close the front screen door. The amazing blue reminds me, not only of an Arizona sky, but also of Amelia's eyes as I check to see if my hips, shoulders, and ears are aligned and begin my doctor-ordered walk.

A tiny, pale-yellow butterfly friend accompanies me on my walk. She flutters along, slowly, dipping down--here and there--to visit a flower or a piece of grass or to check her look in the glass of a passing window.

The brittle brown leaves skitter along in front of me on the sidewalk--stopping and starting in a unknown pattern--encouraged by a gentle, patient, and persistent wind

My butterfly friend disappears over the top of a dark-grey, slate roof and--when I am sure she is gone for good--reappears in front of me and heads back the way we came.

I smile and turn slowly as she passes by me--close enough to touch if I were inclined to do so--and watch as she flutters--unsure--over the property line between our house and the next. She alights on our side to rest a bit and to make sure I get in the house for my own rest.

Goodbye Arizona Sky and Brown Playful Leaves and Butterfly Friend--my fellow creatures of God.  Rehab is easier for me when you join me on these daily constitutionals.