The world pulls forward, always pointing to the next hill, the next horizon. We are told to chase, to keep moving, to believe the future is the only home worth building.
But I’ve seen how “someday” can blind the eyes to the quiet beauty beneath our feet. The ground itself goes unnoticed while the gaze is fixed on a promise just out of reach.
Patience lives here, not in waiting rooms of tomorrow, but in the steady breath of now. It is the step taken, the shadow stretched beside me, the small shelters of knowledge, each moment a plank in the raft that carries us across storms.
The walk is not escape— it is presence. The walk is not running from time— it is standing inside it, choosing the trail instead of the chase.
The trail never changes— it’s always waiting, always sturdy. Littered sometimes, yes— but full of life: walkers, riders, families, animals. A living rhythm.
But the faces change. The debris changes.
The human traces—pitiful boxes, empty cans, pilfered bikes— are always different, yet always the same. Organic or man-made. Hopeful or hopeless.
And I keep walking, quietly wondering what will be next.
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Someday and Today
The world pulls forward,
always pointing to the next hill,
the next horizon.
We are told to chase,
to keep moving,
to believe the future is the only home
worth building.
But I’ve seen how “someday”
can blind the eyes
to the quiet beauty beneath our feet.
The ground itself
goes unnoticed
while the gaze is fixed
on a promise just out of reach.
Patience lives here,
not in waiting rooms of tomorrow,
but in the steady breath of now.
It is the step taken,
the shadow stretched beside me,
the small shelters of knowledge,
each moment a plank in the raft
that carries us across storms.
The walk is not escape—
it is presence.
The walk is not running from time—
it is standing inside it,
choosing the trail
instead of the chase.
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Excellent. Love it.
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🌿 Trail Wisdom
By Pops Longwalker
The trail never changes—
it’s always waiting, always sturdy.
Littered sometimes, yes—
but full of life: walkers, riders, families, animals.
A living rhythm.
But the faces change.
The debris changes.
The human traces—pitiful boxes, empty cans, pilfered bikes—
are always different, yet always the same.
Organic or man-made.
Hopeful or hopeless.
And I keep walking,
quietly wondering
what will be next.
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“Independence, Unfolded”
for Pops Longwalker
Not in the rockets’ red glare,
but in sweat on your brow,
beneath a sky not asking
who you are or why now.
Not in flags tightly stitched,
but in footsteps well earned,
on trails that remember
every stone you overturned.
Freedom isn’t loud today—
it whispers in the trees,
it walks with you in silence,
it hums in the breeze.
So take this land gently,
not with hands clenched in fight,
but with eyes wide and open
to what’s wrong, and what’s right.
Let them claim the parade.
You’ve got the stars overhead—
and a nation still worth walking,
even when hope feels dead.
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