#old trees

On this old road I drive,

Gazing at this tree lined road,

Lit merely by my headlights,

I wonder where it will take me,

These old roads ever so alike,

But as I drive through this endless wilderness,

At dawn when the sun rises above these ever so old trees,

I shall know where I will be,

But tonight neither you nor I will know where that will be,

So on this old tree lined road I drive tonight,

At dawn I can only hope to be free.

Long Road

Boston Public Garden

"The largest oak in Pennsylvania." Historic American trees. 1922,

“Trees have long thoughts, long-breathing and restful, just as they have longer lives than ours. They are wiser than we are..." ~Herman Hesse