never really taking us closer to our destination
but it is a road we must travel nonetheless...
we walk with a walking stick or cane as
we limp down the road of no return as the
past is always behind us, never to be seen
again with each step that we take propels
us forward and no matter how hard we try
to turn around and we where we just had
come from... it is never there and it appears
that we were never there either as we are
always where we are at the moment, never
in the past or the future... but always in
the present no matter how fleeting the
present seems to be... and, this road
down through the valley takes us nowhere
at all except away from where we were.
as if we needed to get away because we
could never remain... always walking in
a forward manner but never arriving to
a destination where we can remain a while.
26 August 2022
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