some way we wander

there is a long road
          before you
and it doesn't care
   who treads upon it

it winds through the valleys
and mountains,
across rivers that play at the banks
and cross the sure path
before you

up hills and through meadows,
the trail thickens
                      before becoming
              sparse
and it does not mind
those who would trek it's surface

it will take you through
     the days and the nights,
in grace, in trying delight,
and still,
it does not mind those who may
make the journey

but it will not take
                  the first step
                     for you

it will show no caution
for those whose only trial
is to begin

but it will be there always
for those that take the first step