I Bowed at the Gate
Day 45 – 13:20 – Temple 1
Another morning race against the rain clouds and my luck held out for one more final time.
I felt old, wise and weatherbeaten greeting all of the fresh-faced walkers heading out from temple 1. I thought back to that day when I started and it seems like such a long time ago.
I lit a candle, three sticks of incense and said a prayer.
I bowed at the gate for one last time …
“It is good to have an end to journey towards, but it is the journey that matters in the end.”
Ursula LeGuin
