Yesterday I published a Sunday Sayings post and meant to post this one instead. I’ve been all over the place recently – almost literally but certainly emotionally and cognitively.
The way leads on.
The way is one.
It’s lost and gone.
None goes there, none.
None stays here, none.
That journey’s done.
The road leads on.
I recently re-visited Ramsgate and surrounds, a place I spent with my late husband Martin and at this anniversary I find Edwin Muir’s poem (The Way) particularly apt and poignant. The photos are a mix of then and now.
For the Which Way Photo Challenge now being hosted at Alive and Trekking
PoetryPix 
Great photos. The black and white really sets the mood. Thanks for joining.
yes the monochrome is best for this particular post methinks
Thinking of you at this time of Martin’s yahrzeit….
Thank you – the perfect word! And now I have lit another yahzeit candle for Yom Kippur
A wistful melancholic poem and lovely photos; the black and white edits are perfect. My mother died on this sad day 24 years ago and I still remember it like it was yesterday. Take it easy today Laura.
Time does not heal – it distances us from loved ones we have lost.
The poem speaks of the struggle for those of us left to carry on –