Blind Ends

Sometimes all we see are blind ends.

Instead of checking the map, we are dreaming about the destination.
Instead of adjusting our route, we remain paralyzed.

Our map is spaciously dimensioned for us.

Even if the tracks seem alarmingly narrow at times, all that is narrow is our mind.

We tip-toe in dread and doubt, but we truly wander in awe and admiration.

Drop the package.
Tie your shoes.
Free your mind.

And keep walking – light-heartedly, not heavy-headedly.




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