THE ROADS I TRAVELED

I tried to throw off all the roads I had traveled,

but by chance I brought a few with me.

Now, wherever I go, I can feel them

stretching away under my feet,

though I have no idea how they continue

to join or cross new roads.

But I am already clear about this:

all the new roads stem from

the journeys I once made.

Perhaps someday I can say with pride

that my old paths have

led me into new terrains.