In the Review Mirror

There stood a tree, balding Shaken, dry but bold- A bitter empty existence, In the clearing by my road. What worth is it? I asked This unevolved continual- Why live with these rocks and that Sun With them foreign and those cruel? But silent, he stood tall. Old, barren but alive. And lived in his… Continue reading In the Review Mirror

Balderdash Thoughts

The Journey Within

I am not walking, I am just sitting by the side and gazing far ahead. All I see is..this road. This beautiful road. Flattened by the pressure of so many who have walked across it. Day in and day out. Forward or backwards. Carrying all the weight of their worlds on their shoulders. Such a… Continue reading The Journey Within