Was it She who beckoned us, as our aged car laboured & bemoaned the treacherous grade?
I have found, after following many such alternate paths, that they all share something in common.
So close to the Sun, the light seems cold. The winds threaten to take us aloft & deposit us in a distant land.
Alternate paths seem to place themselves before us so that we might stumble upon their Secrets & be reminded of just what it is to be Alive.
|Beautiful Secrets lie behind the warning signs, beyond our fears...|
Monumental Secrets which will forever elude the camera.
Secrets captured & held forever, only by our memories.