The Traveled Path

How many souls find the way not theirs? In the turmoil as we seek the better path we leave our dreams and gods behind. In the search for more we seek something, someone, greater than ourselves. Let me think back to a time when life moved too fast, I could not keep up. The times, the call, the decisions are long passed and never to be reborn. The paths no longer twist and turn, but simply flow and bend wide open un- cluttered and clear. In the calm of evening all points are marked in place with the twilight closing in. The way now a well traveled path comes to completion looking back grateful without regret.