The Road With No Destination

There is a park, not far away, with wooded paths and bending trails.  Around one particular trail lies an enormous road, rising up a hill, with a wide, open expanse.

That road just stops at the other end of the open pasture.  One has no desire to go there just to be sure, because all that has to happen is for the eyes to gaze up and everything else is forgotten.

Do you think this is all a story, and nothing more?

Don’t sell yourself short.

Jerry Read Smith-Homecoming

I’m learning too.

Be well, and at peace,

Phil

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