Long walks save lives,
Peering into tear filled eyes
Wandering a broken path
Pondering a broken past.
Into the light we'd gladly go,
A vision comes so beautiful
Our lives complete
So much still unknown.
But we turn around
And head back home.

Long walks save lives,
They tell what the future holds;
when you grow old
whether you live freely
or sell your soul.
Walks that let us think endlessly
Through the forest ,
Around the trees.
Each step a new thought
In your our heads
One that pities the living
And prays for the dead.

Long walks save lives,
Walks that last for miles
Hours, Years, days, and months.
Alone we walk
and think
and talk to no reply;
Walking but not caring why.
Understanding everything
Floating freely like a dream;
Listening to natures sound
so profound,
Your feet are lifted off the ground
until the wind and the clouds
are in your face
and take you away from this starting place.

Long walks save lives'
but they do end
so often they should be taken.
Through forests and trees
and city streets
A walk can never be mistaken;
For heaven or hell
just a period when ones head does little aching
a mind to busy thinking.

Long walks save lives,
and as they reach their end.
The pain is gone
you can move on,
and often you will find
once you have cleared your mind,
and the walks draws towards its end
of yourself you have made a friend