A steady walk, a couple miles,
In the neighborhood, malls,
Parkways, or stream edges but,
Nothing like taking the Ridge.

Run, walk, hike, or just stand,
The Blue Ridge has then stood.
Still a natural divide with both
Mirrors east and west, from
North to south, state to state.

An ever changing trek of the
Terrain, with it’s beauty a novice
Will tarry it’s breathtaking sight.
And as the end of day, only the
Night will trick the skyline.

©2007, Ron Globe