The Path
Who is leading who?
If that is the right expression
What unfolds for the adult
As the child points
Inspired and aflame
Unfiltered by knowledge
And today's science
So often upturned
Scattered and rearranged
Like autumn leaves
Moved by fickle winds
I do know this
Beauty and truth
Pulse always on this path
Within yet beyond
The artists brush
And every one of our footfalls
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Painting by Chris Gaunt. Poem by Julian Gaunt.
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