We are all treading the vanishing road of a song in the air, the vanishing road of the spring flowers and the winter snows, the vanishing roads of the winds and the streams, the vanishing road of beloved faces. - Richard Le GallienneThe road we travel vanishes ahead of us into the mist. We can’t see very far down that road. But we can discern something of what’s ahead by observing those who have gone before us. We can draw a few conclusions from what we’ve seen along the way thus far. We can take our best guesses based on the collective experience of many.
It takes faith to travel this road. Whether it’s faith in what can be seen, faith in self to figure it out on one’s own or faith in God as the wise builder of that road, there is a choice to be made – where shall I place my trust?
I'm on this road for the rest of my life. - Dennis Banks
Dawn, Cades Cove, Great Smoky Mountains National Park. Click on picture to enlarge. Photograph © 2006 James Jordan.
5 comments:
Beautiful
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Michael
That's beautiful. Really, really, really lovely.
What a beautiful picture!
Here through B.E.
Very, very nice capture! I envy you for taking that one ;-)
All, thanks so much for stopping by, and for the kind words.
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