Situational Tour

The rustle of the metro calms in the distance,
gravel crunches with each step,
the sun slaps the back of your neck.

Looking back, you are one of many,
the Capital, so powerful in the distance.

Approaching,
Sweat rolls down your cheek,
a smile widens.

Some sit to relax,
others continue the journey
attracted, envious.

The base coming into view...
follow the path...
you're almost there.

The tallest point in the city,
So meaningful, powerful.
So insignificant, powerless.
Freedom roars in front of you,
ever so quietly.
the flags wont stop waving,
You wont forget.
You continue.
Your shadow lengthens.
The beat of your heart quickens.

Shes behind you now, but shes made her mark.
her beauty nearly touches your feet.

Holding their ground,
they occupy,
but I'm sure they'll share.

A family,
undisturbed.

eye contact.
a moment.
then part.

re-united.
that final point.
you've made it.
glaring at you so proud.

Sit back.
Relax.
Take in the moment.
the peace.
the gratitude.
the serenity.