the road before
and behind
is weathered with seasons
storms and
flash floods
sprinkled with silence
a pregnant mist
the utterly serene
and timeless…
while we may indeed
tend to favour
the dramatic
it is in the essence
of this place
that we violently
shape and shift
the ethereal
intangible
untraceable
into the transitive
temporance
of integrity…
we certainly needn’t
take a bite
out of life
for life meets us exactly
with the intensity
we dare
to engage it…
but if the entire point
of love divine
is to explore eternity
there are no other roads
nor fractal passages
save the one
we are on
right
now…

solvitur ambulando