Road to Nowhere

I took the photo shown above whilst on a recent lunchtime walk. Seeing it again this morning  brought this poem to mind…..

        Road to Nowhere

We stumble along, believing we hold the map

Believing we guide our path or someone does somewhere

From the darkness to the light and back

The bird flies through the drinking hall and is gone

Leaving memories, echoes and silence

All we are is memories and echoes

All we can do is try to fracture the silence.

                  Kim Whysall-Hammond


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