Two Paths
There are two paths before me
One on my left and one on my right
Before I decide to choose the one
I must stop and look behind
One path I know for sure
It’s safe, comfortable and secure
But also a little sad
For the path has been taken so many times
Like most, it has cracks and chips.
Its stones are uneven and hard to avoid
But it’s so familiar how I can not take it
Or it could be a path I will soon regret.
The other path I don’t know what it’s like
It’s scary, lonely, and unpredictable
But I feel at peace looking at this path
And something strong is pulling at me fast.
There are two paths before me
I can only take one
One on my left or one on my right
Which one should I tread?
Copyright © Lan Castro | Year Posted 2008
|