Monday, December 14, 2015


When I see a path,
I feel its gravitation,
Pulling upon my feet.
Even when I know,
Where it goes to,
I must follow it -
Because I take joy:
In the walking it;
In the seeing it;
In the feeling it;
In the hearing it;
In the smelling it.

The route may be the same,
But it is never quite the same,
And neither thereafter am I.

~ Tiwago

(photography by tiwago)

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