So was it just the catching on That turned the blazes out o'here? And caught the sashes burning They were waving in the satin rushing of the breeze Waking final murmer pathways as The Hill that lifted up Horizon-wise Struggled to call the search needless In the pink and furtive pressures of the fading reasons why The Road it carries ever on And turns and winds upon its course Looking back is striking forth For our memories' orientation Is our future's focussed tryst Do you ever wonder why it's ever so? Oh, but why on Earth, now, should you though? 'Cause it's only my direction (see?) That turns my miond to ponder on The distant flashing glimmer of a similar yesterday And turn, discern, cover your eyes And take the time to look inside Your sould your path your ticking round And strange untravelled hazy paths That now stand before you, real And look between then, and today Your frame of reference for the Way And stand in shoes of those who dared In days long gone, so well-prepared in your mind's eye To walk the way you didn't dare to go The Road it carries ever on The Road it carries ever on The places I have been are as important as The people I have known Even if it's early days, perhaps To speak in retrospective terms Even if I one day travel further ways This pregnant time long-flown Cycles may yet intersect and repeat what I've shown... © JMWH 16/05/98