Privilege

I walked a path today, 
a path I’ve passed
oh, many times before,
because it led up-hill,
and looked like work…
But today, I walked it anyway.

I was rewarded by
a twisting tree I’ve never seen,
and  colored textures in the trail
and a gated fence with signs:
“No Trespassing” and
“Private Property… No Entry”–
all on the far side of the fencing
facing outward to the busy world.
Wow, I thought
with more respect
For this park in which I walk
any time the urge is on me.

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