TRANSCENDENT

When I was young I walked to
Nearly everywhere I went

There were options, too
I could ride my bike

Hitchhike or
Take a bus

The bus was slow
I could walk almost as fast

Never seasick when I
Arrived at my destination

Walking gave me insight
I could monitor decay and growth

Measure the vigor or occupants of
The house that I passed by

Some had sacred gardens
Everything done just right

Others had painting to do, after
Much scraping would be employed

Broken glass and garbage strewn
Took away from neighborhoods

Pride or no pride at various levels
Freedom as such prevailed

I learned lessons beyond my years
Knew who was hurting and how severe

I arrived at the place I was going
Never thought then, of all my knowing

Now I reflect on all of this and
Think how perceptible the senses are

Stanski
December 18, 2019 ^