For the first post of the new year, I offer you a poem and a saying that have introduced themselves to me as very appropriate for this time:
THE LONE TRAIL
The trails of the world be countless, and most of the trails be tried;
You tread on the heels of the many, till you come where the ways divide;
And one lies safe in the sunlight, and the other is dreary and wan,
Yet you look aslant at the Lone Trail, and the Lone Trail lures you on.
And somehow you’re sick of the highway, with its noise and its easy needs,
And you seek the risk of the by-way, and you reck not where it leads.
- Robert W Service from ‘The Happy Vagabond’
and
‘Do not follow where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail’ (Modjeska)
THE LONE TRAIL
The trails of the world be countless, and most of the trails be tried;
You tread on the heels of the many, till you come where the ways divide;
And one lies safe in the sunlight, and the other is dreary and wan,
Yet you look aslant at the Lone Trail, and the Lone Trail lures you on.
And somehow you’re sick of the highway, with its noise and its easy needs,
And you seek the risk of the by-way, and you reck not where it leads.
- Robert W Service from ‘The Happy Vagabond’
and
‘Do not follow where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail’ (Modjeska)
