16. jul, 2021

Santiago

The road seen, then not seen, the hillscale hiding

then revealing the way you should take,

The road dropping away from you

As if leaving you to walk on thin air,

Then catching you,

Holding you up,

When you thought you would fall,

 

And the way forward always in the end.

The way that you followed, the way that carried you

Into the future, that brought you to this place.

David Whyte