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Topic: Love (04/27/06)
TITLE: The Intersection
By Kristi Wood
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Once there was an impassable mountain blocking my path but the pavers and engineers blasted a way to go under it; they called it a tunnel. Another obstacle was moved completely out of my way. I have bridges to cross rivers and gorges now although the original trace of a path still follows a switchback in and out of each gorge and rivers can still be forded following my original route. But my path is ancient and the hazards of mountain travel like rock falls and avalanches have been mitigated by the finest of modern engineering.
There is one remote area though where I can’t help but narrow down to a small two-lane highway. Most people will avoid traveling there just because the going is a bit slow but they are truly missing out on the most beautiful stretch of road I’ve ever heard of. Almost nobody lives around here. I still get a bit of traffic but these are the travelers who are more focused on the journey itself rather than the destination. They know how to slow down and enjoy the scenery and this is a popular drive for such people. A few of them even venture off of my secure pavement to follow the winding trail that wends it’s own way through the mountains here.
At the point where we intersect we have a four-way stop so I know anyone who bothers to come this way at all has to notice the other road but since it’s paved with gravel and is even slower going not many bother to leave me here. But those who do invariably find their way back to my roadway. And maybe it’s just me, but they seem different afterwards. They’re prone to less road rage. They seem to notice the roadside flowers more even in the cities. And they are the people who will stop and assist lost or stranded motorists any chance they get. It’s funny, I never thought about it before now, but many who have been helped will find their way here to the remote intersection and take the other path for a while themselves.
I’m not sure what is along that other road that can make such an impact. I only remember that road appearing about two thousand years ago and even after all that time it has remained mostly unchanged. Through all of my repaving and upgrades that other road has stayed a gravel winding through the trees. There’s not even a sign here at our intersection to name the other road but I think I heard a traveler once call it Grace.
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