Without a mile marker

To offer a numbered name

The road rides out ahead

Waiting for us to travel

And discover its magic

The path leads onward

Into a forever view

Where skies melt into snows

As the sun casts its light

Onto our path

Every road

An invitation

A chance to seek

What we do not know

Yet we remain

Safe in our predictability

And the road

Is empty

Waiting for our steps

To begin ~ Caroline A. Slee

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