The Traveler

"A journey of a thousand miles must always start with a single step"

        I walk along the dirt covered path. Beaten with the steps of a thousand others and yet seems still all the more fresh. With each twist and turn of the trail gives a new excitement and a new journey. I remember my first steps on the trail. They where steady and flat steps with few surprises in the path. I remember the mountain,so large and vast that I wish I would one day climb it. Then it came. I look up my path, and I see the moutain once again. Like an old friend I am both happy and affraid to face the task ahead. I take in my mid-day meal, and I travel up the path. With each step my body feels heavier and heavier as if the world is trying to drag me down, but i refuse to let it. My breath is short and the light from the sun grows narrow. Then like the sweat reliefe of a seat taken after a day of work the top appears before my feet. I stand at the top of the world. to my left a sunset of fire, and on my right a star lit sky I sleep tonight with the knoledge of a lifetime and yet the wisdom of the same one who started the climb oh so long ago