Forest Trail

Every forest trail

Tells an interesting tale

It can lead you to many a station

And maybe to some unknown destination

Why it never conforms to the straight line

Why it always forms a zigzag design

We can’t always decipher the reason

But someone has crafted it with precision

When man appeared on Earth

And announced his birth

These trails he found

Already marked on the ground

But these trails who made

No stone no plaque ever displayed

Numerous animals before man

Walked on these trails with their clan

Following animal footprints

Man always got hints

He then explored fresh woods and pastures new

But these trails always gave him the clue

On these trails man has now built roads

Superhighways carrying civilisational loads

But beneath the surface of a modern highway

An old trail would always lay

Are human customs not like a trail

Some inherent truth they always entail

Carried forward from the animal past

Wisdom of ages they have amassed

Customs of the yore

Their wisdom into legislations they always did pour

Whenever I scratched the surface of a modern law

The foundation of an old custom I always saw