Perceiving the pathway to truth,
Was struck with astonishment.
It was thickly grown with weeds.
"Ha," he said,
"I see that none has passed here
In a long time."
Later he saw that each weed
Was a singular knife.
"Well," he mumbled at last,
"Doubtless there are other roads."
Sunday, November 13, 2016
Doubtless there are other roads.
The Wayfarer in War Is Kind and Other Lines by Stephen Crane