12:29 pm
Beech Street by Robert G Parent
I travel down Beech Street. It's been awhile I lived here. It's weird because I travel a new road now with new experiences.
Was this what Robert Frost thought many years ago when he wrote, "The Road Less Traveled."
Road as an image of going to or moving away, we all have these roads. Road as an image of class of rich or poor, manicured or dirt.
But, I think road as a journey, a journey of growth, even if I stand still before a decision. I'm still on the journey of growth, either spiritual or another type.
Whether I go toward sunset or sunrise, my journey continues. A new road is before me. I lift up my foot for the first step, toward growth and walk a new path.
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