It's not the road less traveled

But the path not traveled at all.

I will not walk the cut-away,

But somewhere to the side.

For the way itself is holy,

And the place to which it goes is

Unknowable, and heartily unattainable.

If I could tell you what I've seen,

The unspeakable beauty I have felt within,

I fear my heart would break into

A million scattered pieces

From the weight of the first poetic word.

But as it is, I seem to have no credibility,

Only a deep understanding now

Of something attributed to Lao Tsu,

"Those who know, don't talk.

Those who talk, don't know."

-jenn