Roads Taken
Whatever, whichever,
roads we walk,
choose or find ourselves upon
keep those roads strange and new.
No matter how familiar, known,
commonplace, well-trod
or wearisome
those routs become
let a certain awe and surprise be
our habit of looking.
Discover them as if it were the first time
or it may be the last time
you truly see them.
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