I walk.
Sometimes,
I walk away
From an uninvited
Walk-in visiting memory,
Sometimes,
I walk
To reach nowhere,
But to walk away
From the need
To reach
Somewhere.
Sometimes I walk
Away from expectations
Unreasonable, stifling.
I walk
Miles and miles.
Sometimes I walk
To sort out
My own journey,
Meet my thoughts halfway,
Question myself,
How happy was I
To see them again?
Which thought
Would I like,
To accompany
As I walk my path
Of moving, temporary,
Ever-changing life?
'Who' do I
Hold hands with,
As I walk free?
I walk on this road,
Leaving behind the load,
I trust the road with my eyes closed
I don’t care if I ever I get lost.
I walk with hope and peace
The road is long, but, oh, this breeze,
I drop the troubles and walk with ease,
Not following anything, nothing to cease.
I walk the day and walk the night
Without thinking what’s wrong or right,
Most people think I have lost my mind,
As I am not looking for anything to find.
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I walk on this road,
Leaving behind the load,
I trust the road with my eyes closed
I don’t care if I ever I get lost.
I walk with hope and peace
The road is long, but, oh, this breeze,
I drop the troubles and walk with ease,
Not following anything, nothing to cease.
I walk the day and walk the night
Without thinking what’s wrong or right,
Most people think I have lost my mind,
As I am not looking for anything to find.
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Beautiful 👌! All the possible reasons we walk, and love to walk!
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