Inspired by the lyrics of my adolescence
About love, the passage of time and the essence
Of history’s mark on the world
My song begins to become unfurled
The sounds of Paul Simon and his friend, Art
He would never be silenced or leave the top of the music charts
He wondered often what went wrong
Yet his message of hope stayed strong
John Smith became famous for his Appalachian Rain
All of the states on the trail were named
He would hike the whole way if he had to
To bring back his world of love so true
A voice of America created by Copland
His Appalachian Spring with its ballet so grand
Sounds like the birds, the rivers, the breezes
The cairns, the views across mountains as it freezes
The entire symphony showing simplicity
Its greatest gift is for us all to be free
The trail becomes our way to believe
At a time when we all need to grieve
For those we have lost and those we can’t see
Music, nature, hiking, meditation, flee
Away from the stress of life
Enveloped by the endorphins, the scales, escape from strife
Melodies, lyrics swirl in our head as we hike on this trail
It is not too late to search here for the holy grail
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