HEADING SOUTH It happened down that street, full of old, musty Even in sunlight, that's where I lost it. Didn't look back, even once, even when bugs' bite Drew me within I struggled ever so slightly Knowing the resistance was fleeting And lost was where I really wanted to be Amongst the moss, the iron gates open, freeing Not barring, soaking in the humidity like breath. Yes, that's where I lost it you know ... The corner before full circle. - Cathy Hanlon 6/00

We shall not cease from exploration And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time. ~ T.S. Eliot