Nov 28, 2015

the travellers

Tirelessly one looks for the path and when the way is found there is no time to waste, no effort to spare walking it.

The sun is shining, the wind is blowing, the rain is raining unknown, unheard, unnoticed while the traveller is walking the path.

As no end is reached and no result is gained, the traveller looks around and sees thousands of other travellers that, just like him, are walking their path.

He offers a helping hand to others return the favour. Thousands of travellers are waking together now and only so the end of the path is reached.

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