Pebbles Upon the Narrow Road II
She beckoned, and I could not settle down
to be possessed by the cobweb spirits
of they that all but deprive and sweep
away. The Barrier of wander.
There was mist upon the road,
and spirits close. When spring arrived
and the year was spent, I could not settle.
Pebbles Upon the Narrow Road V
In a row, not doubt, to watch
until we were lost to sight. The first
of my friends standing ahead,
for when I looked we barely kept going
ahead, for when I looked back I saw
my journey, but I could look back.
I saw my friends standing this verse,
the first of my journey, but I could
barely keep going, barely keep ahead.
Pebbles Upon the Narrow Road VI
In this year, the second of the era,
my thoughts take a walking to the future.
A thought somehow crossed my journey
to see places I had long heard about
but never visited. It did not matter if I
might take a walking trip all way
to a post-town which we were barely able
to come home alive to. Leaving this uncertainty
if I should be fortunate that I might take
a trip all way to decide, I pursued my journey
to me instead. I might somehow cross
my travels, for I want to seem to leave
all the way to reach the future. It does not matter
if I should be unlucky, for I want distant provinces.
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