The Passageway

Have you ever noticed how the shape
of the Earth always seems to be asking
us questions?

Sometimes it's just teasing us; others,
asking the most serious questions of all.

The way a...

trail folds into the gentle turn
of a hill, half a mile from a lonely shack,
each morning asking,

   "Is someone coming? Is someone coming?"

Or a long day's journey over endless spring
snow and rugged scree, an unexpected
green meadow, small pond,
quiet stream,

a soft-spoken query, hesitant, like a
shy young man asking,

   "Aren't you going to spend the night?"

And further to the East, irresistible, pulling
one towards it like the edge of an airy cliff,

a huge V-like opening cut straight through
the high walls of a granite ridge,

   "A way through to the other side?"

.....Perhaps.

The possibility of a passageway.

It's there. Ever-present. Massive.
Written in the rocks.

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