Untouched

A land’s value increases with

our absence – the smooth lines

of unhumanized spaces

storm touched, swept

by wind and not fingers

priceless

the picture in front concealing

the worthless trail of footprints

created to view the next

path of destruction

The view we seek contrasts with the path we create in the search

I am always fascinated by our pursuit of what lies before us in contrast to our ignorance of the path behind.


For more paths, of destruction and otherwise, The Guests of Honor, is available here. Its sequel, With Honor Intact, can be found here.

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