We shall walk together
in celebration, even if the
road is rough and potholed,
and it tracks to who knows where,
and we will stop along the dusty
way and eat as close companions
and rest our tired and aching feet,
on this journey whose end or
even next turn we do not know,
but can only guess; and we will
lift our gaze from the path itself
with all its ragged edges and glance
around and up at the beauty that
is given only if we choose to look,
and in this looking we will be
caught up in all that the world
entire has to offer as we tread
this yellow winding road together
towards the faded setting sun.

 

25/11/2023