Wayfarer, there is no path by Antonio Machado (translated by Ramiro Ortega)
Wayfarer, your footprints
are the only road; nothing else.
Wayfarer, there is no road;
you make your road by walking.
By walking you make your path.
And when you look back,
you see the path
you will never set your foot again.
Wayfarer, there is no road;
Only wake-trails on the sea.
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