I’ve noticed lately how the expedition of life is made up of so many smaller journeys. Each moment may turn out to be the beginning or ending of any one of them.
Destination
We cannot see very far ahead of us, even when
the light is good. We do not know how long
we will travel or where we might end up. In truth,
nothing is certain this day but the path
beneath our feet, so we give thanks for good
companions on the road.
The Daily Compost 
Short yet thoughtful .i like it!
Thank you! I tend toward short; I’m glad it also came across as thoughtful. Thanks for stopping by and commenting.
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