Poem: A Different Road

A Different Road

You have always had an eye for byways,
a wondering, almost a lust,
for side roads and less traveled paths,
a desire suppressed

as if somehow, staying the course
on the road more traveled was some kind of virtue,
as if there was value in following

people you did not know, but now,
wrenched from your perfect highway,
you find yourself here,

once again at the starting point
and you stand at the intersection
of highway and byway,

and this time,
chose the unmarked path,
unsure of the destination,
but joyful in the journey.

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The picture was taken last week in Mount Jackson, Va. You can click on it for a larger version.

Tom