By Terry Scott Niebeling
How pleasant travel moves my eyes,
Through a wooded forest in SE Minneapolis to my surprise,
Sunshine in the day, some will hardly realize;
Sights we pass along this ride.
Past vacant Fair grounds with the brightest of blue skies.
A wise man once told me the secret to long life is about walking and using your mind.
A transit I had not thought possible, now I go too.
How do you get around, I have to ask you.
As many take their personal independent gas-guzzling wagons, others, > take a more proactive approach.
I hear people say,
I just don’t.”
These minor things, inconveniences they call obstacles.
Look at me; I am sure it’s untrue-this is plausible.
They ride day to day, every place, here and there, every which way.
All helter-skelter, running from the weather for shelter,
It kind of adds excitement to your day.
This adds greater perspective, by adding a different way.
Bike, walk, run, wander, hike, bus, or taxi today.
So much of the city is hidden from the safe and possessive view of your four-wheeled all going vehicle.
Most won’t welcome change,
Even if it is just a little.