Narrows in
The valley steepens
Clouds draw low
The road unmapped
The way obscured
This is what I live for
Finding a new path
To a beautiful place
Rarely visited before
But I live too
For the well-worn trail
The short, easy hike
To a well-known vista
Of no small beauty
So it is free
To revel in the details
The myriad forms
The endless possibility
Of discovery
Where there are no maps
I keep faith
I’ll find my way
Where there are no roads
I keep faith
I can forge my own
Intricate details
Inlaid in stone walls
Indicate a beauty
And subtlety
Beckoning exploration
Moving forward, sometimes
Requires stepping backward
To reconnoitre
To reconsider
To recenter on the here and now
So the paths to possible others
May emerge
The same is true
When exploring
Philosophy, science
And relationships
The subject
Of any investigation
Is not always as interesting
As the context of its conditions
But the comfortable path
Is not always the best path
Or the true path
So I try to remember
Keep exploring