I Love Railways

The best rails to walk lead you to "who knows where you are?"
Random marshes filled with fat-throat frogs since their home-songs.
You can be a witness to a place that escapes hectic static.

If you cut up into the forestry, who knows what you will find.
Old remnants of where foundations lay,
or a pack of new, rare animals who slumber while you walk on tip-toes.

It goes deeper and deeper into wonder every step down the line.
If there is a place where you can get hand scoops of water
and there are plants to pick berries from
it might be a day to begin
to go on forever
because the rails themselves never end. So there is that option.