Plan ahead if it pleases, but you can see only as far as the next turn you take. One turn and then another. Which way at the fork, how to act, try not to look behind. You alone decide. Under blazing sun through drenching rain over deepening snow against gusting winds. Across concrete sidewalks and rickety bridges and endless asphalt. One turn and then another. Shoved this way, pulled that, and still you must choose. One mishap and you might be lost, only until the next turn. You could find a rainbow, or only rain. You’ll get there, eventually, guaranteed. And that makes all the difference.