at our destination
Do you know there are two roads?
We take them both.
We take the hard highway, scuffing the gravel
With determined stride; and with us travel
Innumerable friends and strangers, loath
Within the crowd to hazard separation
On the sun-drummed route towards a destination
Not one of us shall ever reach.
But you and I
Take also another road that the high-grassed fell
Hides from the mob – a pathway plunging in a dell
Undergrown too deep for any raiding eye
to delve our leaf-funnelled passage.
Here in this tree-borne birdsong and the hollow curl
Of water at our feet, we two can stray
Where we will – at destination all the way.