Friday, June 27, 2025

Traveler, your footprints

 

Traveler, your footprints
are the only road, nothing else.
Traveler, there is no road;
you make your own path as you walk.
As you walk, you make your own road,
and when you look back
you see the path
you will never travel again.
Traveler, there is no road;
only a ship's wake on the sea.

--Antonio Machado 

[Photo taken in Haena, Kauai, 2013]



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