Destinations
I have come to the crossroad, parting two paths
Contemplating, pondering, reflecting
I hear voices of falcons in a melodious tone
I came to a stop, which direction should I go
Every movie has an end
Every race has a stopping point
Every beginning has a conclusion
Every journey has a destination
Are there dangers ahead
And how will I avoid them
Will I be fearless and bold
Is the road as good as gold
Many are on the road to nowhere
Greener it looks, a road most traveled
Many go down the road with plans
On a journey they don’t understand
Travelers couldn’t travel both
The road leads where the road leads
A road without hope, a path without light
Many journey on this road, dying every night
They couldn’t find the felicity they desire
They couldn’t find the riches they longed for
They choose the wrong path they sought
And never knew true riches can’t be bought
I keep my eyes on the road as far as I could
Not needing to worry about people’s opinion
But giving Him my utmost life and attention
And reflecting for His guidance and direction
Copyright © Gideon Foli | Year Posted 2015
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