Antonio Machado poem

the road to be walked

“Caminante, son tus huellas el camino, y nada más; caminante,
no hay camino, se hace camino al andar.
Al andar se hace camino,
y al volver la vista atrás se ve la senda que nunca se ha de volver a pisar.
Caminante, no hay camino, sino estelas en la mar.”

Wanderer,
your footsteps are the road,
and nothing more; wanderer,
there is no road,
the road is made by walking.

By walking one makes the road,
and upon glancing behind
one sees the path
that never will be trod again.

Wanderer, there is no road—
only wakes upon the sea.

Antonio Machado, Campos de Castilla

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