Why do I walk?
The answer is there:
The trees by the path,
The water, the air.
The guiding whisper
That prods me along.
Tells me to seek out
The place I belong.
Any city or forest
Can hold the key
To unlocking the mystery
Puzzling me.
There's no correct path-
I can walk any way.
So I walk while I can
And enjoy every day.
July 13, 2019
One of the first battles of the American Civil War was fought near Bull Run. It was seen a guaranteed win for the North by the folks in surrounding areas, including DC, so civilians just flocked to battle field to watch. Then it turned into a rout by the Confederates. Yeah, not great. Anyway, now it's a beautiful park, and it happened to inspire this.
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