In one pocket happy memories
In one pocket childlike imagination
In one shoe dreaming of long trails
In one shoe kindness in treading lightly
I am walking
along the bush clad path
breathing in the
spring breeze and trees
then seeing
creativity and the city.
Though I head in the same direction with a few variations, no two trail walks are ever the same. Look hard enough, and you’ll always find a few additional surprises.
