The Route of Frozen Insistence

The Route Of Frozen Insistence My life's path always leads me onto frozen lakes Stepping with cat paws checking for weak spots in the ice looking for crevices listening for crackles Fearing the next step I take may end in a frigid plunge I asked fate why my destiny can't be a route on solid ground. Now after all these years I've discovered the reason On many an occasion it attempted to tell me. I had the Damn map upside down.