Mountains and ridges rising above
So beautiful
Still, I always wonder
What’s on the other side?
What is the next valley like?
So, sometimes I clamber over
Break a trail through the high pass
Scale the precipice above the valley
And sometimes I find a path
Blazed by others, worn smooth by travellers
Seeking the otherness, alternatives
I’m not sure which I prefer
The difficult path seems not
Intrinsically superior
Perhaps it’s not the path I take
But rather the objective
And the act of seeking it
Perhaps it is no more than
Being open to a different experience
Being open to the challenge of change
As I consider this
I turn off the road to otherness
And stay in the beautiful valley
There is wisdom in this too
I am open to change
And accept contentment
West of Blanding
Utah, United States of America
Taken during travels, 2009