No Roads

There are no roads less traveled by

Life's thoroughfares perdured the same

A high road here, a low road there

All paths paved gold without a name

There are no roads less traveled by

Earth's interstates evenly trudged

A species here, a life-form there

All copycats by blue moons judged

There are no roads less traveled by

Time's turnpikes uniformly fared

A signpost here, a rest stop there

All echos where the eagles dared