Where the Road Ends
Where the road ends
The road ends
by the edge of the woods
at the end of the shortest day
when there is no place left to travel to
and no place left for us to stay.
The way narrows slowly
‘til it falls onto a path
and at long last
it lessens still
where it leads down
the valley
to the bottom of a hill
crossing a vine laden stream
hidden from the sun
and there it ends
in the waning
hours of dreams
as if it
had never begun.
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