New Roads

By Nathan Hunnicutt

The path is carved by the man that has come before me.

It is to be set for glory,

But is contained by a neon green wall.

The ceiling is carved out of the arbor of old and new,

Only sunlight light can pierce through its entangled web,-

But always fades away with the clouds.

I follow,

Deep into the depths,

Voices echo off the walls,

But I cannot understand what they mean to say.

The dirt beneath my feet breaths the same air,

But it is too different.

This, a new world like no other,

Continues to fight the never ending battle with time.

“That’s one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind,”

The journey has just begun.


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