No Separation Poem by Keith Shorrocks Johnson

When sun has set and night has come
The road not taken leaves no trace
Of journeys once so near begun
All thought to part now left in place.

But all roads cross and come to ground
As dark paths shift and circle back
There is no loss there is no found
Thorns and flowers will edge each track.

And deep within the wily wood
Other lanes will branch in offering
Promises which are best withstood
Though such is neither bad nor good.

No difference then to choose
The high road or the low
No use to fear to gain or lose
If way there be, the dawn will show