I walk,
but never enough.

If I could, I would walk
for endless hours
across the forests
where I love to walk.

I hike
not uphill.

The lowlands call me.
Rivers, streams, creeks mostly…
those tight, shady spots
where the water is shallow and clean.

I wander
rarely too far.

Safe and secure
my inner compass guides my path
North or South
East or West.

I play
always alone.

Too old except for cards,
I muse my journey
meets a queen
or king of some other realm.

I walk,
it’s never enough.