Keys unguarded,
ciphers broken
Vistas unseen
keenly invite
newly forged steps
Minds without doubt
fearless and free
Traveler’s creed
Beazer Garden Maze, Bath, England
Photo by: c.b.w. 2005
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c.b.w. 2012
Sunday Abroad: Somerset Maze
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C.B. Wentworth 
nice poem and what a cool place. I’ll have to keep all these in mind when and if I ever get to England.
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I totally forgot about this place until I started sorting through old pictures. I have a feeling this series is going to be full of rediscoveries for me. 🙂
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Very cool picture! I enjoyed this poem-great words.
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It’s one of those shots that I got on accident. 🙂
I wrote this poem in a pinch (to submit to Wordrunner), so I’m pretty surprised it worked out as well as it did.
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Love the photo. I like that most people seem to be working through as they go but that one lady is studying the layout. Doesn’t seem as fun that way. Thought provoking poem.
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If you knew her, you’d know she can’t do anything without be analytical. That lovely young lady is now at Northwestern University studying medicine. 🙂
I wandered around aimlessly until I found my way to the center. I never got anywhere near Northwestern University, but I like to think I enjoyed the view with a different kind of intelligence. Thank goodness we all come in different shapes and sizes, right? 😉
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I love this poem, C.B. Thought-provoking just like the picture.
I wanted to point out this is actually a labyrinth, not a maze. A labyrinth is a meditation tool- the point isn’t to find you way to the centre but to allow yourself to ruminate on a problem/question/idea. By the time to reach the middle you should have a clearer idea of what to do. Thus, the route is clearly defined and no need to navigate through it.
On the other hand, a maze is designed to entertain by being a puzzle. The true path is hidden among many branches and misleading routes.
I only know this because I’ve had quite a few pleasant experiences involving labyrinths and am addicted to them. There are even finger labyrinths you can print out. I find them very helpful when writing.
I blame the 80’s classic, The Labyrinth for the confusion!
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We may have to let the people in Bath know this fascinating fact! 🙂 They have it labeled as a maze (maybe they never saw the movie!).
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Rediscoveries…how nice!!! Love the labyrinth and words. Have a great week!
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Thanks! 🙂
I’m having a ball digging up old pictures I haven’t look at in years. I wonder what I’ll find next!
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Were you in somerset? This is beautiful! I love the poem you’ve written too!
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Yes. I went about 6 years ago and it was just gorgeous. I hope to go there again someday. 🙂
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Perhaps these folks are all writers trying to find their way through and to the best words?
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Ha! That’s exactly what it feels like sometimes! 🙂
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What a fascinating garden! Wonderful words. 🙂
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Thanks! It was a beautiful little park and I loved the idea of finding the path that leads to the center. 🙂
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I love the sepia tone as an echo to the ancient path of the labyrinth. YOu’ve set forth a wonderful traveler’s creed in your poem!
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Thanks! 🙂 It was a rainy day, (of course), and I wanted to make sure the gray remained in the shot. Even on a dreary day, there is the joy of play. 🙂
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