To Just Walk

Cruising down dusty roads,

while asphalt traipses across our land, is a thing of the past. The roads of my memory do still exist, gravelled and bumpy, dust rising in 

clouds from passing grain trucks or in puffs from my sneakered feet when 

I just walked 

to feel the silence of the prairie 

punctuated by meadow larks and kildeer,

grasshoppers, bees and wasps; to feel 

the burn of the sun that freckled my nose, 

the wind tousling my hair ~ these old memories 

take me out to just walk and learn the silence 

of the city within its rumble and thrum.

“Walking is man’s best medicine.”

~ Hippocrates