While Walking

I wonder what occurs beyond the shadow,

the sunlit afternoon,

a trail of traditional imagery,

today in the density of a lush forest,

tomorrow while we visualize an urban transformation.

While the imagination permits

a colorful landscape

how true to the mind is the actual

journey

or are we always involved

trying

a pursuit of passionate irony.

Are we insistent enough to beg a difference

in the transient nature of time.

I wallow in the reckoning of impulsivity,

for that which drives my soul.

Yet, in the fashion of physicality,

we are all leading in the same direction.

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