Traveler, There Is No Path by Antonio Machado
Meditation
In the mountains of Colorado one can follow the paths charted by the miners, and before them the Native Americans. In Italy one can walk the same path that Dante walked in exile. We still follow the Roman roads. Wherever we are, we cannot help but speculate, Who first walked this way? And Why? Do we wait for the path to become clear before we take up our provisions and set forth? What keeps us in place? What draws us into the wilderness despite our uncertainty? What new territory are we called to explore? The path is made by walking.
Todd Breyfogle, Denver, Colorado
