Sometimes you have to walk the same path to find a different end, this time I had never made it to the end and yet found everything I was looking for...
Located in: Cát Hải, Hải Phòng, there is a Vietnamese temple that waits for those that walk.
Perhaps the temple is on the inside...for I remember walking and not knowing where I was...and not remembering seeing the temple that was supposed to be at the end of the water bridge way...I took the temple with me and I blinked.
And there, looking back, there was more than I had walked along alone.
Turning makes no difference as the paths will lead you all to the same place.
Turn again....
Onwards to the end, that is inside the every bit of it that comes is the temple it seems.
The path touches land...but that makes no sense as I am still off in the stream
Hugging close it goes along as the path twists and rises and never falls...even on the walk back.
I walk the planks not knowing why...
Perhaps I’ll get low and see what was meant to be seen.
Ahh the green and boards....
The construction and loads
As the Path moves along under some trees.
Taking you to the place where there is no way to take pictures, never are they allowed...
It is the path that is meant to be walked and talked and brought, that makes this movement the thing that should happen and make it all make sense by stopping to think about what it is that makes it makes anything more than just words on a page and pictures on a screen of a time then it all changed.
Thanks for having a look and checking the pictures out, hope you enjoy the view from here.