Empty PathA Poem by Russell MastersThere is no path.... Is there?Walking my path my journey winds on like the river I often stopped by to watch its never ending flow sitting under the shade of the universe I wondered to myself "why do I follow this path for the path is an illusion and I am blind, for the path is never as long as it is wide" "but I do not follow the path" I thought "I walk it new with each step I go not where the path leads but create the path as I go" confused I stopped and for an instant there was no path behind me was nothing but my past ahead was nothing but my future no matter where I looked nothing existed I closed my eyes and I was revealed at that moment I saw myself in the universe I saw the universe in myself there is no path to follow there is no path that has been walked there is only the moment between each step of life each breath of life when I opened my eyes I saw life with each breath it was nothing, it was all and so was I so I continued my walk but now I had nowhere to go © 2014 Russell Masters |
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