Original Composition Date: Thursday, April 29, 2010
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Each slab has one hundred years of rain, steeping in a slow perk; each stone chiselled by a cutter, hand shaped, inserted mosaic-ly, cobbled together, path-wise.
Each traveller, tread here unconscious of impact, one hundred years of weight, borne, worne, and sanded smooth time, etching a new design. with-out, with-in.
Underlying the journey, or the one who journeys? Rough old pavement of the way, or inroad to a new destination?