I like walking
Some times to run Away from my thoughts
Sometimes to be with my thoughts
Often just to get my feet moving
Or
To feel the sight of short lived
fresh new blooming flowers
To see the birds, animals
And be assured that the world is
The same as I had left it
the day before
Children playing in the park
Women chatting in the sun
Work carrying on regardless of
Any And everything
Often
The world runs too fast
I see it move past me
I walk too slow you see...
