To Destinations Unknown
We spend so much time knowing where we are going that we assume all destinations are known. However, as we observe the ship passing overhead, backlit by the heavens and jetting into the abyss of the aerial horizon, all we can assume is that we do not share the same destination. Like following a path toward the summit of some great precipice and watching a hiker in the distance begin to fade into the haze of the sky, we wonder if he will find a cliff or a gently sloping path on the other side. Though our environs may be different, we all follow paths but we tend to get caught up in the minutiae of our own and fail to see the splendor of others following their paths so brilliantly. Their destinations are not so important as the manner in which they get there. That is something we share as we follow our paths to destinations unknown.