Quo vadis?
In pools of shade
in flutters of green wings
in columned seclusion
the question:
where are you going?
The hard grey path
inquires.
You do not escape
life questions
in the woods.
Thanks yet again to photographer S.W. Berg.
Oddments
In search of story
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September 21, 2019 at 2:59 pm
Oh, I love this!
September 22, 2019 at 12:13 pm
Thank you!
September 25, 2019 at 12:23 pm
This reminds me of that old movie, City Slickers – what is the meaning of life. 🙂 I’m still trying to figure that out. 🙂
September 25, 2019 at 12:36 pm
You and me both!
September 28, 2019 at 8:44 am
The green wings and columns make this a natural cathedral, perfect for contemplation. I couldn’t help thinking that all the many ancient paths in our woods (and there are many well-trodden ones) lead to a place of work, of worship, to a pub or, more likely, all three.
September 28, 2019 at 10:06 am
I’d call that balanced living: work, worship, pub. Yes, I can imagine the paths there as ancient — here, not so much. Still they speak of other feet.