The Road

Neverending
Transforming
From 12 lane highway
To barely visible dirt path
But neverending

Runs through
The countryside
Villages, towns, and metro-climes
And back again

Filled with wayfarers
Bound for who knows where

Like the one
Extending through
All sentient life
Roots, trunk, limbs, and twigs
Connecting us to the Universe

We are all but wayfarers
And most, unaware, on

The road

–LE – 4/30/26

PS: To be clear, this is about the symbiotic relationship of each of us to our biosphere, each other, and the universe at large. –LE