Across the Earth are leading many a road and bend, yet all are speeding to the selfsame end. Be you riding or driving as twosome or three, the last of your steps belongs but to thee. For skill's not as valid, nor all that is known, as tackling the difficult stuff by your own. Alone They stretch across this earth-ball: roads without number or name, but all are alike: their goal is the same. You can ride, you can travel with a friend of your own; the final step you must walk alone. No wisdom is better than this, when known: that every hard thing is done alone.