a trail begotten

the trail

begotten via a rail

beauty on each side of left and right

speed cyclists take flight

and walkers walk

and runners run

then the rare inline skater

i fear they may never see 

the million treasures along the way

i stop on the trial to simply look –and

someone always asks –are you ok?

yes of course I say I have found a toad!

 

see there it is in my hand! or maybe it is a flower -or rock

–oh, ok glad you are all right…

i feel lost in these encounters where nature intersects humanity....

people forget we all are related and all is begotten -not made.