The Wrong Road


There were not two roads in a yellow wood,

but a highway that stretched for ages

beyond the horizon

with exits and options for adventures

and misadventures

on and on it went

risking and losing more than gained

hoping to find just the right one

the road looped back again

home again

Wrong Road, Right Road

What does it matter?

If you get where you need to be.

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