Road...

Another one from the archives...

Does this road have an end?
Or is there a curve to it?
Does it take me to places new?
Or does it bring me back to where I am?

I see the golden sunflowers as I walk
I also see the fallen leaves
I see the budding flowers
And the lotus on the pond.

I see some felled trees, broken branches and dead leaves
Dark today, bright tomorrow
Curves here and line there

The snow covered peaks on my right
The blue water on my left

Do they notice me and think
How long will she walk on the lovely plain?