The sun sets
on glistening sand.
The ground splits open
to reveal a path.
Miles into the distance,
the path continues.
Through the mud,
you trudge.
Sinking into the muck,
you forge ahead.
Roadblocks or rocks
won’t deter you.
A crooked road it may be,
but follow it you must
until the bitter end.
Remember the journey.
Not its end point.
Not its goal.
But the struggle to achieve it.
Look ahead into the distance.
Remember what’s key.
Remember the journey.
For future adventures.
For future battles.
Learn to live by it.
Why are we so far removed from nature?
The moon is distant.
The stars keep their distance.
Trees and grass are retreating from sight.
The ice caps are receding.
Soon all will be memories.
What will be left?
Just us.
It embodies strength and resistance.
It will continue on despite what
humanity does to it.
SUSANNE LEIST 