The road goes ever on and on, Down from the door where it began. Now far ahead the Road has gone, And I must follow if I can.
Tolkein, Lord of the Rings
Does the road go uphill all the way? Yes, to the very end. Will the day's journey take the whole long day? From morn to night my friend.
from Uphill- C. G. Rossetti (1830-1894)
Country Roads, take me home, to the place I belong, West Virgina, mountain momma, take me home, country roads.
Excerpt from the lyrics of John Denver
In the desert, turn toward emptiness, fleeing the self.
Stand Alone, ask no one's help, and your being will quiet, free from the bondage of things.
lesson from the thirteenth century teaching of Mechthild of Madebury
Walking down a rocky road, I came across a frightened toad.
Not knowing what to say, I kept on going my merry way.
Excerpt from "A Rocky Road and Me" by Belinda Kiser
An Old man going a lone highway, Came at the evening cold and gray, To a chasm vast and deep and wide, Through which was flowing a sullen tide.
Excerpt from; The Bridge Builder, Will Dromgoole 1860-1934
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Grand Staircase National Monument
Grand Staircase National Monument, Utah
The road goes ever on and on, Down from the door where it began. Now far ahead the Road has gone, And I must follow if I can.
Tolkein, Lord of the Rings
Does the road go uphill all the way? Yes, to the very end. Will the day's journey take the whole long day? From morn to night my friend.
from Uphill- C. G. Rossetti (1830-1894)
Country Roads, take me home, to the place I belong, West Virgina, mountain momma, take me home, country roads.
Excerpt from the lyrics of John Denver
In the desert, turn toward emptiness, fleeing the self.
Stand Alone, ask no one's help, and your being will quiet, free from the bondage of things.
lesson from the thirteenth century teaching of Mechthild of Madebury
Walking down a rocky road, I came across a frightened toad.
Not knowing what to say, I kept on going my merry way.
Excerpt from "A Rocky Road and Me" by Belinda Kiser
An Old man going a lone highway, Came at the evening cold and gray, To a chasm vast and deep and wide, Through which was flowing a sullen tide.
Excerpt from; The Bridge Builder, Will Dromgoole 1860-1934
For Complimentary poetry click here
Grand Staircase National Monument
Grand Staircase National Monument, Utah