"This is how roads begin",
traveling the path alone
as we all are,
and always will be.

I have been on many
a journey down my lonely trail,
always testing the waters
with my sacred staff to feel

which way the current pulls.
My ears perk up to hear
the trees telling me of days
and villages long past.

Time moves on without us,
leaving only our integrity
to let us know we have
been here before ...