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On the other side, this side is the other side.

I like to cross bridges
Thinking of the dreams
To be fulfilled
On the other side

Sometimes, while crossing
I remember
There are dreams to be fulfilled
On both sides

I travel
Because
Standing still
Is death

I have driven
Many miles of Earth
Across continents
And countries

And where others see
Monotony
Or mundanity

I discover
Exquisite

Subtlety

From the very beginning
Life has always been
A journey

I linger here in times forgotten
Imaginings of men long gone
Who’d quarried stone
And built their homes
In cave and crevice
On cliff side perch

Their loves and lives
All but lost to us
Except for edifices left behind
A story told in rock and refuse
And daytime dreams
Of my construction

I admire the wisdom
Of ancient intelligence
Expressed through atoms
And molecules
Biology and behaviour

Chance and mutation
Viability, adaptation
Until I look back
A hundred million years
At selections long enduring

Sometimes I wonder
Where am I going
Where is this road taking me
How am I going to get past this

I stop
Reconnoitre
Check the maps
Consider my options

Except for some times

Amber gold
Sun wraps the day
In magic hues

A gift to put away
In darkest places
And there stay wrapped

‘Til morning comes

The sun’s come ’round
To end the day
Light conceding
Night repealing

In the darkness
That’s to come
A world revealed
Which can’t be viewed

It’s heard
And touched
It’s smells ignored
When eyes can see

Anchored to my desk
And the responsibilities required
To live another 10,000 days

I long for the road
And its gift of living
One mile at a time