A Crossroad
I stood still;
stationed
amidst a crossroad;
dispirited
with a dormant mind.
One decision away;
two alternatives,
yet one to be espoused.
Do I listen to my intuition
and swim across the lake of dreams
or do I listen to perceptions
and hop onto the imminent train of life?
Caught in the chaos,
A battle
betwixt the heart
and the brain;
alike an incessant war
of fire and ice.
Copyright © Anthea Reddy | Year Posted 2019
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