I stood between the paths unknown,
One led to fields, the other stone,
My feet felt heavy, heart unsure,
A choice that I could not endure.

The whispers came from every side,
Each promising a clearer ride,
But silence echoed in my head,
Too many ways my soul was led.

So there I stood, the night grew long,
Afraid to choose what might go wrong,
Until the dawn revealed to me,
That standing still was not to be.
© christian06030