Walker, your footsteps
are the road, and nothing more.
Walker, there is no road,
the road is made by walking.
Walking you make the road,
and turning to look behind
you see the path you never
again will step upon.
Walker there is no road,
only foam trails on the sea.

Antonio Machado, "Proverbs and songs #29,"
Translated by Willis Barnstone
From Jim Harrison
"In Search of Small Gods"