The Long Way

The Larkspur Horne

I have spent my life taking the long way around.
The road is paved and right before me, and off I go, to the side,
into the dense wilderness.

There is a lake, and a boat, and a boatman, who says he will take me across.
I say, “Keep your boat.” and plunge into the water, begin to swim
and I nearly drown; I make it to the other side, but only by luck.

There is a canyon, and a bridge, and the toll man says I need not pay.
But I say, “No, keep your bridge.” and I begin the long trek down, and almost
die trying to climb back up; I don’t die, my hands rise and grip upon the other side,
but, only by luck.

I must get to the top of the mountain. A Sherpa says she will take me,
for she knows the safe paths…

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