I the restless winding road
a friend to many men
who visit here or bargain there
or have no place to go
I pave the path to loved ones
or pave the path depart
through fields of grass
and walls of stone
or water, quick and smart.
Outwitted air and gravity
no barrier can block
my lengthy arms
my sturdy side
my far extending touch.
Oh traveler, your praise for me
echoes through my bones.
You thank me for the chance to see
to meet to greet to go.
You claim me as connection
to all your other parts,
but do you know
I were the same
that scattered you to start?
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