The wind blew across the land stirring up dust from the arid landscape. As the Sun descended upon the horizon, the dust particles reflected an auburn glow. Gazing to the distant west, ridgelines highlighted a maze of endless walls. Countless passageways spread in a spherical pattern into the blinding light.
These walls of ancient stone command each of us to traverse our labyrinth of life. Spiraling we must, into our deepest contemplations.
Reaching the nucleus of the maze, we discover that what seemingly spiraled inward also radiates outward. As within, so without.
The steep shadowed walls curve about giving us the occasional comfort of war...