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