Everything crumbles eventually, the ruins that falls to dust and sand. A cliff edge once too tall to climb now flat as the beach to walk upon.
A tunnel to enter is not necessarily obvious at first. There is the woods to be lost in and then the entrance to discover.
If the outside revealed precisely what appears inside there'd be no reason to go in. Which is how the mystery to inspect gives the surprise.
That road will come to an end eventually. Usually ontowards a brick wall. Let's hope along the way had learned some experience for something. It'll help to decide for what next.
Hard to believe how a book holds all the answers and gets the ball rolling. The only real answer to find to questions in ones life, is by the thoughts of others.
In the forest; time does not move all the same as per individual. Although there is an expected shared timing for all. Which places a sense of passing to consider all else. The time it takes for oneself to prepare the day. Others are already begun with theirs. This pull to feel has a disturbing sense while trying to give that time of day.
Psalms Ch.80:V.6 " - Thou makest us a strife unto our neighbours: and our enemies laugh among themselves."